"Hammer of Shocking Mountain Range!" The dwarf gripped the large hammer in his hand, his bulging arm muscles bursting with writhing blue veins.
He fixed his gaze on the incoming silver-armored knight and hurled the hammer with all his might. The moment it left his grip, lightning thunderously erupted.
It was as if what he had thrown was not a hammer but the thunder wielded by a god, striking toward the silver-armored knight with a speed that was almost impossible to dodge.
"Boom!" Lightning exploded, spreading in all directions, and the force of the impact raised waves of lava dozens of meters high.
And after doing all this,
the dwarf didn't declare victory. Instead, he casually grabbed a red knight's sword next to him and forcefully pushed off from the ground, rapidly retreating backward.
His eyes were alert as he surveyed his surroundings.
Before the fight had even begun, he had already heard of Ahtal's legend and was very aware of his deeds.
