The two warriors stood at opposite ends of the battlefield. Kane, the god of war who had witnessed the birth and destruction of countless universes, versus Urkanuos, a crossbreed with impressive armor, but lacking in any real power. Kane stood stoically, unsheathing his sword and letting a powerful aura radiate from his body. Urkanuos tried to counter with a spell but the magic dispersed as it approached Kane. Without warning, Kane rushed forward, his sword already emitting a blinding light. Urkanuos tried to raise his blade to block, but it was too late. Kane's attack cut through the air and sliced through Urkanuos with ease. The crossbreed's body fell to the ground, separated from the head. The judge and the spectators were in awe. There was no competition, no chance for Urkanuos to survive the encounter. "Why did Kane win?" the judge asked, already aware of the answer. "Kane is the ultimate warrior, his power and skill unmatched by any opponent. He doesn't waste time or words, he just strikes with deadly precision. Urkanuos may have had powerful armor, but it was no match for Kane's dimensional-ending swordplay. In the end, Urkanuos had no chance against Kane's sheer might." As the rain began to pour down on the battlefield, Kane sat on the ground, not a single word uttered. He had claimed yet another victory, and it was clear that there was no one who could challenge him.