Aeon looked over everyone. So many fighters. The stall was taking to long. Seconds had passed and no one had moved yet. What kind of fight was this?

Hum.... something needs to happen. I mean. How could something like this just go on with out a start. Aeon leaped up into the air, moving forward with the leap. He rose both hands above his hands and threw all of his force into his body, spinning him around. He tucked into a ball to gather the energy up. He was aiming at Valron. He spun faster and faster and then peaked his trajectory. He began to start falling down now. He was only ten feet from him now. He looked out to check his hit. Open chest shots where always the best to go for. He waited for the last second and then kicked out, straight into the solarplex of the man. He pushed of with it and landed back, crouched low to the ground. His left foot out, his right hand raised balancing himself out on the floor. He was a like a large mobile cat waiting to pounce. He watched his prey wondering the full effect of his hit.