You can't blame him for his arrogance, for this man was in reality too skinny. That waist, locked by a belt, was even thinner than his thighs. How could someone so thin be eligible to join The Tiger Army?
He could kill him with just a slight movement of his pinky.
The workers looked worriedly towards the frail assault soldier. It had been a long time since they had felt a sliver of warmth. It appeared that there were good people even here, in a foreign land, a wolf's den.
The soldier spectators were egging them on - after all, who wouldn't get excited to see some action in a place where not even a bird would poop?
The assault soldier launched an aggressive attack, potent and sharp with every move. The initial arrogance of his opponent completely vanished when his face was struck multiple times. He was completely angered.
However, his anger didn't change anything. He was practically strung up and beaten, his defeat too miserable to watch.
