[You will die, Betrayer! Whether by our hands or the ones you love!]
[You cannot win!]
Ryuji's arms felt like lead. He lifted his axe while watching the ogre lift its massive two-metre piece of wood thicker than Ryuji's thighs together, a very primitive club with sharp nails sticking out from the edge.
'Its strength is clearly greater than a normal enemy.' Even Ryuji wondered if he could take this blow with his current body—maybe even at his best. He might falter.
Though his attributes seemed high, when fighting against Velvet, Ryuji received a wake-up call. After all the amount of magic, Ryuji could see swelling from the ogre's arm made him feel a sense of oppression.
*Woosh!*
With a tremendous swing, the ogre's arm swished the huge log like a twig, creating a low groan as it approached Ryuji and Alicia.
Ryuji remained patient. Although certain death seemed close at hand, he knew to block this he should use everything he could!
