"You lost a few kilos ain't you fatty", Jacob smirked while pointing his knife at Dobby's neck.
" Ye I guess so", Dobby replied while lowering his gaze.
"Tsk p**sy*, Jacob went back to tye gambling table which his group of ruffains.
Dobby was never a brave man, he was just a another low life not much different then the rest of the bandits turned mercenaries in The group. These people were all either thieves, murderers or rapists, scum that no one would miss and Dobby was no better.
These savages spared no opportunity to bully anyone weaker then them and Dobby was one the weakest men in the group.
I had no sympathy for Dobby but as long as he is serving as my vessel I must keep him alive and well.
Dobby went to his shabby little tent at the edge of the camp and changed into new clothes which were basically less dirty rags then he currently wore with brown trouser and beige coloured vest with a leather guard of his left arm.
He saw reflection in a broken peice of glass and what stared at him was the same ugly face with acne and warts but much thinner tyen before, instead of pot belly like before he now had a rather mesomorph like built with neither too much or too less fat.
His legs were now slightly more toned and his arms had become more muscular just like newbie lifters with their newbie gains. This was due to me utilizing my alteration ability and increasing his testosterone levels as well as reducing his myostatin levels which inhibit muscle growth.
I can't just make him strong like superman or sprout extra limbs but I had new way of improving Dobby that is through changing his hormone levels and regulating his metabolism for optimal development. Through this means I might be able to turn him into a decent warrior as well as improve my own skills in the process.
Throughout the next few days I discovered the that the Starving wolves were hired by the Empire of Albion against the Republic of Dukha.
The military might of Dukha vastly outnumbered the army of Albion so they were forced to draft peasants, criminals and hire bandits as mercenaries. Although the exact reason of the sudden breakout of war is not clearly known its a popular rumor that Th republic of Dukha had a divine oracle commanding them to wage war against Albion due to the divine mandate issued by their god.
The camp of the starving wolves was one the many mercenary camp stationed near the main force of Albion to act as a buffer against a sudden ambush but for now things seemed peaceful.
Dobby's previous routine revolved around eating, drinking and gambling all day but due to becoming my host I instructed him to exercise daily as to break down his muscles so I can rebuild them stronger. Although Dobby being lazy f**ck he is wasn't happy but I just raised his stress and anxiety levels if he didn't obeyed me and threatened him with divine punishment to make him obey.
Within Three Months Dobby who stood at 5foot9 became much more athletic with bulging mucles. The acne and warts on his face disappeared, a thick manly beard grew on his face with long hair going down his shoulders that he tied with a red bandana.
Dobby was no longer fat but had a chiseled jaw line and a full set of six pack abs, none of his fellow lowlifes dared to pick on him anymore.
[Name: Dobby]
[Race: Human]
[Age: 35 years]
[Gender: Male]
[Traits: Human body (Strengthened)
[Titles: Berserker]
Dobby's status had changed as he was still a regular human but his body was now much stronger then your average human as well as earning a the title of bezerker. This was due to me giving him a rush of adrenalin and hormones during each battle which made him go on a rampage claiming the lives of many thralls and enemy soldiers giving him a terrifying reputation and earning the respect of the platoon commanders of Albion.
All the carnage and slaughter caused by Dobby only strengthened me further as now my influence and control over Dobby's body only grew.
[The skill alteration has reached enough proficiency to alter bone structure]
With this upgrade I found myself being able to release growth hormone and cause enlargement in Dobby's bone which slowly allowed him to grow a few inches reaching 6foot2 in the span for four more months.
All of this physical transformation didn't go unnoticed as one day jacob burst into Dobby's tent
"Hey wake up ye slob", Jacob kicked Dobby one the side
" Do that again and I stretch your rectum", Dobby growled which caused jacob to lower his head
"Boss is calling For you , some army captain is looking for you better not keep them waiting ", Jacob left the tent. Dobby slowly got up and changed into a pants made of wolf skin with his chest played bare as his clothes couldn't accommodate his growing bulk.
Dobby lazily walked over to the center of their camp yawning while dragging his dull axe on the ground. Upon arrival he was greeted by his captain who stood their with his face sloemn accompanied why a burly looking man in his mid 30s wearing proper iron armor like those you would expect from medieval knights with a two dozen men standing on each side who wore less refined iron armor symbolizing their lower rank.
" Ahh so you must me the warrior my men were talking about", the burly man in armor spoke.
"Ye I hope you didn't disturb my sleep to tell me that much" , Dobby replied.
Dobby was never a brave man infact he was rather quite stupid but after undergoing the recent transformation along the past few months his personality and behaviour changed. He became brutish and more egoistic but he still showed me great respect and most importantly he Feared me.
"Insolent", A soldier beside the burly man shouted and drew his spear
" Lower your spear man", The burly man motioned with his hand and with a smirk said
"I like your attitude but did you expect you could hide yourself among these scoundrels?"