Chapter 53. Ambushed

Chaos erupted around us. War cries filled the air.

"Form a shield wall! Hold your positions until I give the order!" I shouted.

My mind raced to come up with a plan. The soldiers remained steady, confident in their metal armor. But I knew that in war, no one is invincible. Even the smallest object can kill a skilled fighter.

My thoughts scrambled for a strategy. The soldiers stood firm, trusting their armor. But I knew that in combat, anything can be deadly, no matter how well-armed or protected you are.

Half naked barbaric looking men rushed out from all corners of the surrounding wielding axes, pickaxes, swords, maces, steel hammers. That's when he came; 9.7ft tall, dressed in a dusty kilt and chest cross belt, eyes emitting crazy killing intents and burly muscles ready to crush the bones of anyone who defiled him, holding a large bloodied stone hammer, his aura was stronger and more deadly than that of the Cyclops and he was just striding over towards us like a King.

“Hear me oh ye
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