"Bang!" The self-confident Frost Giants' chieftain was slapped onto the ground by Muria once again. This time, he didn't harbor any desire to fight again. He had experienced the power of the Titan deeply, and he didn't see the need to suffer more. Even though this Titan had just ascended to the legend level.
The Frost Giant chieftain lay on the ground, his eyes blankly gazing at the sky. The snowstorm he had disrupted during his ascent seemed to be falling again. He slowly closed his eyes, feeling a bit tired. It was the first time he'd had such a feeling since becoming a legend.
He knew that all the tribe members were watching him, feeling sympathy and pity for him... Perhaps none of them were mocking him, after all, he was defeated by a Titan. Everyone expected it, him losing was the normal outcome. No Frost Giant wished for him to defeat a Titan.
"Done already?" Muria looked around at the frozen earth filled with potholes crashed by the chieftain of the Frost Giants.
