Gunnar made an astonished face and continued to approach him, slowly, knowing that he was in no hurry and already thinking of his victory.
"After the sixth blow you managed to stand up with your own strength... not bad, I must admit. But my skill will continue to take effect as long as I want, weakening your body continuously. Give up and avoid being ridiculed... this duel already has a winner" the Jotunn said, stopping in front of Dag and looking down on him with a malevolent expression.
Soon after, he lowered himself towards him and grabbed him by the blond hair, raising him to his feet.
With one of his huge hands, he shook his head and threw him across the arena, causing him to crawl to the ground as if he was a puppet.
"What the heck are you doing, boy? Come on, unleash your dark power!" Kranus thought, watching the fight closely and knowing that Dag was not working hard as the crowd of warriors continued to cheer and encourage Gunnar.
