With all the preparation done, Alros prepared himself for 2 weeks of training.
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"Argh," a hobgoblin let out, using it club and blocked Alros' claws. Unfortunately, the claw in question had received great improvement. Plus his increase in strength, he can shatter the club in question, sending the hobgoblin flying.
He then dodge an attack from behind, his tail grabbing the wrist of the goblin that ambushed him and threw him away.
As for why goblins are attacking him, Alros decide to head into the Marsh of Torim, all in search of real battle that will allow him to test his strength. A village of goblins had been in his way, and he glad for them as they would allow him to test his true might.
"My strength are superior compared to a hobgoblin. Both my speed and agility improve. The only thing to complement the two would be reaction speed. Speed will be moot if I can detect and react to attack fast enough,"
