The time had finally arrived, the final battle of the tournament.
The whole arena was awash with noise erupting from all sides, people cheering Light and people cheering Yannick.
It would either be the underdog story of the year, or the most predictable battle ever. Whatever the outcome was, the people were sure that they were about to witness a very entertaining battle here.
One between two brothers, whom as a result of the tournament, had shown that they were the strongest amongst the next generation of Wutherhorns.
The future of the dynasty was in good hands, or so they thought.
The announcements were about to begin, the announcer walked onto the podium for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, he held the microphone to his face and began to announce the final fight.
