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Silas\'s heart pounded with excitement. This was the moment he had been waiting for—the chance to test himself against a stronger foe and earn even greater rewards. He turned his attention back to Kenny, who was swaggering onto the platform, a smug look etched across his face.

The arena lights gleamed off the crystalline armor Kenny had formed around his body, a visible manifestation of his Grade 4 defensive mutation. Each step Kenny took seemed to echo throughout the silent arena, the crowd eagerly awaiting the unfolding spectacle.

Kenny stood opposite Silas, his expression filled with arrogance. His fists clenched tightly, ready to crush the supposed "weakling" standing before him.

The crowd, which had been buzzing with conversation before the match, now quieted down to whispers as they watched Kenny enter the platform. Confusion rippled through them, disbelief clear in their voices.

"I thought Ghost Ranger was just some guy with a low-level mutant ability?" one student muttered.

"No, he\'s not even that. The guy has no ability at all!" another replied, shaking his head in bewilderment.

"Then why on earth would they pit him against Kenny, a Grade 4?" someone else chimed in, disbelief dripping from their tone.

"It has to be a mistake, right? There\'s no way this match was set up properly."

"Yeah, well, if it isn\'t a mistake, Kenny might actually make Ghost Ranger live up to his name... turn him into a real ghost right here."

The murmurs of confusion turned into eager anticipation. Despite the oddity of the matchup, the crowd now smelled blood. They were looking forward to seeing Kenny demonstrate his power and crush the underdog. To them, this was no contest—just a slow, inevitable destruction.

Kenny, glaring at Silas with disdain, broke the tension. "I heard you were pretty strong... I\'m only here to see for myself if it\'s true or just a rumor. No hard feelings, mate," he said, his voice dripping with mock sincerity.

Silas met Kenny\'s smug expression with a calm smirk of his own. "Hard feelings? Bro, I\'m glad you came," he replied nonchalantly, cracking his knuckles as he loosened up and got into a fighting stance, completely ignoring the biting sarcasm in Kenny\'s voice.

Silas\'s calm confidence visibly unsettled Kenny, and for a brief second, confusion flickered across his face. "What the hell\'s that supposed to mean?" Kenny demanded, his tone harsher now, the cocky edge slipping. But Silas remained silent, his focus already locked in.

The female referee, standing between the two combatants, raised her right hand above her head, signaling the start of the match. Her eyes darted nervously between them, clearly understanding the mismatch yet bound by the rules.

"Fight!" she called out, swiftly dropping her hand to begin the match.

The moment the signal was given, Kenny rushed forward with surprising speed for someone of his size, his face twisted in anger. His powerful legs pounded against the platform as he charged at Silas, aiming to finish the fight quickly. His right fist, pulled back in preparation, swelled as he activated his mutant ability.

The fist grew in size as if becoming a massive, heavy weapon—a wrecking ball aimed straight for Silas\'s face.

Silas, watching carefully, noticed the dramatic enlargement of Kenny\'s fist. "Body enlargement," he thought, calmly analyzing his opponent even as the massive blow barreled toward him.

As Kenny\'s colossal fist came within inches of his face, Silas smoothly sidestepped the attack, his movements so fluid and quick that it seemed almost effortless. Kenny\'s punch whistled through empty air, his eyes widening in surprise as Silas dodged the blow with minimal effort.

"What the...?" Kenny muttered, shocked that his initial strike had been so easily avoided. He quickly retrieved his arm and swung again, this time with even more force, hoping to catch Silas off guard.

But Silas was prepared. Just as before, he dodged the attack at the last moment, slipping out of the path of Kenny\'s oversized fist by a mere hair\'s breadth. Before Kenny could even react, Silas countered.

BAM!

Silas\'s fist connected with Kenny\'s ribcage, the sharp sound of bones cracking echoing through the arena. The force of the punch reverberated through Kenny\'s body, causing him to stumble backward.

"What the hell? How can this brat hit so hard?" Kenny screamed internally, his face twisted in pain. He could feel his ribs breaking under the pressure of Silas\'s precise and powerful strike. Gasping, Kenny leaped backward, trying to create space to recover.

Watching from the sidelines, Billy\'s frustration was palpable. His face flushed with anger as he barked out orders. "What the hell are you doing, moron? Finish this fight already!"

Kenny gritted his teeth and nodded at Billy, determined to prove himself. His gaze snapped back to Silas, who stood a few meters away, composed and relaxed, as though the fight was nothing more than a warm-up for him.

Kenny roared, dashing forward once more with reckless abandon. As he ran, his entire body began to grow. His once imposing figure swelled even further, his muscles bulging grotesquely as his height shot up from 6 feet to an intimidating 9 feet tall. His body now resembled a monstrous giant out of some fantasy novel, muscles bulging beneath his crystalline armor.

But Silas remained unfazed, his sharp eyes taking note of the change. "The more he grows, the slower he becomes," Silas observed, noticing the trade-off in Kenny\'s transformation. "That\'s the drawback of his body enlargement mutation."

As Kenny closed the distance, he raised both of his gigantic fists high above his head, bringing them down in a hammer-like blow, intending to crush Silas with raw power. The force behind the descending fists could have caused an earthquake.

At the very last second, Silas swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding the devastating attack. Kenny\'s fists slammed into the platform, creating a deep crack in the stone floor beneath him. But before Kenny could pull back his arms, Silas had already launched himself into the air, his body twisting in a graceful leap that carried him several meters above the ground.

With precision, Silas swung his right fist toward Kenny\'s oversized head.

BAM!

The punch connected with a sickening thud, sending shockwaves through Kenny\'s skull and forcing him to stumble backward. Not wasting a second, Silas landed on his feet and leaped again, delivering another powerful blow to Kenny\'s head before he could recover.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Punch after punch, Silas rained down blows on the giant, not giving him a moment to breathe. Each strike was as precise as it was powerful, keeping Kenny off balance and reeling from the sheer speed of the assault. Silas\'s fists became a relentless storm, battering Kenny from all sides. The towering mutant had no chance to regain his footing.

Before long, the relentless barrage took its toll. Unable to withstand the onslaught, Kenny\'s massive frame wobbled before crashing to the ground with a thunderous thud. His enlarged body shrank back to normal size as his mutant ability faded, and he lay on the floor, bleeding and utterly defeated.

"Did I just lose to a guy with no mutant ability?" Kenny thought, his mind spiraling in disbelief. "I couldn\'t even land a single hit... Just who the hell is this guy?"

The entire arena fell into a stunned silence, the disbelief almost tangible in the air. No one moved. No one spoke. All eyes were glued to Silas, the unknown fighter who had just taken down a Grade 4 opponent with shocking ease.

Seated among the crowd was Kara, who watched the fight with a broad smile on her face, her eyes gleaming with admiration. Unlike the rest of the onlookers, she wasn\'t surprised at all. "It\'s been only a few hours, and he\'s already this strong," she mused to herself, her excitement growing with every passing second. "I wonder how powerful he\'ll become after a month or two.

Hell, he might even surpass entire countries of mutant awakeners."

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A/n: Vote with your Golden Tickets and Power stones for a mass release!