Capítulo 88: No Backbone

The dust swirled around him, drawn into a vortex of his ki. The very air crackled with the violent clash of energies as Zarot channeled everything he had left into one final technique.

"Wrath of the Colossus!" he bellowed, his voice hoarse, filled with a mixture of pain and anger.

The ground beneath Alan's feet trembled as massive pillars of earth erupted from the arena floor, shooting toward him like the claws of a great beast. Each pillar was imbued with Zarot's ki, making them shriek with an eerie, destructive energy. 

The crowd gasped, recoiling as they felt the intense power radiating from Zarot's attack. Even the hardened warriors in the stands shifted uneasily, recognizing the sheer force behind the move.

But Alan didn't flinch.