Carl swung his sword. It was not very common for him to fight without his Giant horned Bull, but for the past month, he fought on the ground more than ever. He didn’t think much. As long as it was not one of their men, they should die. They had thirty men, and he didn’t know how many of them were alive. ‘I should be dead too,’ The direct hit from the mace crushed his innards. Even if that hit didn’t break the dwarven armour, it had a big dent near his chest area. He shivered, remembering the pain that came before he lost consciousness. There was only one reason he was alive, and that reason was running around. Killing everything on his path. He woke up, just to be pushed into the 10th tier a
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