Tycondrius had seen Gold-Rank pure Martial Classes in combat...
Weaponmaster Bannok of Kasydon. Samurai Garock Heartrender of the Screaming Silence. Avenger Justus of Leopardon.
...Pathfinder Quies of Sol Invictus.
...and that man's son, Spear Hero Pale.
Each of them were monsters in their own right... able to fight against literally hundreds of men without fatigue... able to shrug off all but the most severe injuries without slowing their murderous rampages.
For some of them, Tycon had served as a personal witness.
However, the man known as King... his abilities far surpassed theirs.
He was a man who could fight against angels and gods and not necessarily be disadvantaged.
Worse still, that fellow was likely still holding back.
Such arrogance was typical of all Elven Ancients.
Granted, the same was likely true of Yanaba, the Chieftain of the Ebon Mask Tribe.
