“I don’t know which gods brought us to this spot, but I swear – If you don’t kill me Monster, I will leave such a mark upon your being that you will never forget this fight. Now take out your weapon beast, and pray that you have more strength than the others that I have faced, and make a liar out of me.”

The fighter leveled his gaze at the beast and drew out the great sword strapped to his naked back. The sword’s blade gleamed in the fire he’d summoned with his right hand. So fierce was the fire blaze that it burned white. With sadistic glee, the warrior smiled.

The great beast looked and began to step forward when it noticed that the beads of sweat that were rolling down the young man’s chest were metallic.

The warrior chuckled as the metal flowed and covered his form.

“What do you think of my living armor? One of few things the gods let me keep after I gave up most of my power.”

The metal covered him from shoulders to boats, leaving his head bare.

“COME – LET US SEE WHO WILL LEAVE THIS CAVE TODAY!”