Varian crashed to the ground and rolled like a rag doll, his ribs cracking liked twigs and vomiting blood.
The world spun around him like it was dancing before it collapsed into the inverse of the colosseum.
Heavy footsteps filled his dizzy head and when he looked up, a giant hand grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.
"F-Fuck!" Varian instinctively wanted to use the slivers as his last resort but pushed down the urge.
"Interesting, hooman, not breaking." Mega Orc chuckled.
The blue-skinned creature, a fusion between an orc and troll, was the brainchild of Genesis Empire's military in pursuit of a perfect soldier against the Jai Empire's wars.
Despite being a peak rank 5, it had a disgustingly high defense that would need considerable effort from a low rank 6 to break.
An insane regeneration that kept it alive unless its entire brain and crush were crushed.
