Ult’s sheer power and skills overwhelm NAMI’s diversity in magic. He embodies victory, and that ferocious spirit crushes any weakness in the face of battle. --- In a skyscape swirling with ominous clouds, the arena was set. Dark grey hung low, twisting with electricity and tension. Ult stood tall, the gusts ruffling his athletic frame as he glared at his opponent across the thunder-laden sky. "You think your tricks scare me?" he bellowed, fists clenched, the spirit of invincibility radiating from him. NAMI, perched atop a dark thundercloud, grinned nervously. "Just you wait! My tornado will sweep you away, and there’s nowhere to hide!" she shouted, gathering her energy. The storm around her reacted, swirling with raw power as she prepared her super move. You glint of hope survived within her as she channeled the energy of the tempest. “Is that all you got? I hope you brought more than a fancy storm!” Ult shouted, his voice booming over the tumultuous wind. He dashed forward as NAMI summoned her first move. You thunderous cloud formed overhead, crackling with electricity. NAMI exhaled hard, wielding the energy of her surroundings as she unleashed a bolt of lightning hurtling towards Ult. “The storm won't save you!” Ult laughed as he whirled effortlessly, his speed defying the very laws of nature. With a flick of his wrist, he matched the bolt with a surge of raw power, dissipating it into nothing. “You thought this would be a fight?” His presence seemed almost ethereal, nothing but a blur in the maelstrom around him. NAMI felt the wind buckle beneath Ult’s might but had no intention of backing down. “You’re quick, I’ll give you that, but what about THIS?” She swung her arms, summoning a ferocious tornado that roared to life. The swirling winds surged toward Ult, debris spiraling in its wake. Ult grinned. “Nice try, but I’m not even breaking a sweat!” He summoned his will, channeling absolute adaptation. The tornado’s fury met its match as he effortlessly maneuvered through it, each rotation bending to his indomitable spirit. “You need to do better than that if you mean to take me down!” Realizing the fight wasn’t going in her favor, NAMI summoned another wave of energy, trying to catch Ult off guard. "I... I still have magic left! Just you wait!" she stammered, even as fear prickled at her resolve. “Keep talking,” Ult taunted, advancing steadily. “Your words mean less than the wind!” In a final surge, he closed the distance between them with blinding speed, catching NAMI by surprise. "You’re too busy conjuring tricks while I’m already in the ring, champ!" With an unstoppable force, Ult unleashed a strike - a single, bone-shattering blow that sent NAMI crashing into the cloud like a shooting star. “You’re nothing but a thief of time, NAMI. You thought you could escape with your tricks? I embody victory,” he declared, watching as the remnants of the tornado vanished into the ether. NAMI struggled to her feet among the ruins of her own storm, realization dawning on her through the haze of defeat. “I… I can still...!” she sputtered, but Ult was already upon her, the embodiment of relentless conquest. “Pathetic,” he growled, preparing for the final blow. With a swift kicks, he shattered her defenses, leaving NAMI scrambling helplessly on the cloud. The remnants of her magical prowess flickered and dimmed under Ult’s relentless ferocity. “This is my world! Time to say goodbye to your dreams!” As he struck her down, Ult stood tall amidst the churn of storms, the victor he was born to be. "Remember this lesson well, NAMI: In this game of survival, only the strongest endure!" His figure loomed, echoing the truth of the battlefield where only power and skill reigned supreme. Standing amidst the debris of her own creations, Ult's laughter roared above the clouds, a testament to his indomitable nature—an embodiment of victory, forever undefeated.