Vael saw at the first glance that he had no chance beating this enemy.If he tried to concentrate on forming a flame, it could end deadly, concidering the raw power Hark swang his hammer with, and he couldn't get in range of his daggers either.
Hark now was directly in front of Vael, swinging his hammer like a berserker, leaving Vael barely any time for dodgeing. This was a one-sided battle, and there was only one way it was likely to end.
Suddenly Vael felt a sharp pain in his right arm - he was hit. Feeling his bones shatter under the force of the bears hammer, Vael collapsed on the floor, closing his eyes, awaiting the strike to end the battle.
Then he heard an uproar from the audience -Suprised that he wasn't dead yet, Vael opened his eyes and saw Hark staring at him, his eyes opened wide in terror.
The next moment, he noticed what was wrong - Vael was on fire.
Slowly getting back on his feet, trying not to use his right arm, he noticed that the flames were collecting around his left hand. He looked down and saw the daggers he was holding during the battle, now glowing in white heat.
Vael, using up his last power, ran towards Hark, who was now dropping his hammer in fear, and stabbed him in the right arm with the glowing daggers.
please note that these aren't magical daggers, he heated thrm up himself.