The ever-changing landscape was now a battlefield as Red and Godrik faced each other. "You seem like a worthy opponent, Godrik. Let's see what you got!" Red exclaimed as he clenched his fists engulfed in flames. Godrik remained stoic as he unsheathed his light blade. "As a Light Bearer, I fight with honor. Prepare yourself, old man!" Without any hesitation, Red charged towards Godrik and started throwing a flurry of punches. Godrik evaded them with ease and countered with a slash from his light blade. Red quickly adapted and started using his wind wall to slow down Godrik. He followed with an electric slam that sent a powerful shockwave through the ground, but Godrik managed to barely dodge it. "You're too slow, old man," Godrik taunted as he swiftly moved in closer. Red smirked as he readied his iron will strike. He lunged forward with a powerful punch, but Godrik managed to parry it with his gauntlet. Godrik quickly followed up with a series of tactical combos that left Red maimed and stumbling. Red was gasping for air as Godrik prepared for the finishing blow. Suddenly, Red's eyes lit up as he noticed an incoming storm. With one quick motion, he created an ice axel that sliced through the air. Godrik was caught off guard and the axel sliced through his armor like butter. Red followed up with a powerful light burst that shattered the blade of light, leaving Godrik powerless. The dying Godrik lay on the ground defeated. "You...you were too strong. I...I underestimated you," Godrik muttered as he took his last breath. "I warned you, Godrik. Don't mess with the best," Red said as he walked away from the battleground, ready for his next opponent.