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Ascension:

"Echelons of Ascension: Chronicles of a Warrior's Promise" is an epic tale of determination, resilience, and the unyielding pursuit of one's destiny in a world where combat defines life itself.

J14S07 · Fantasy
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62 Chs

Facing the Unbeatable

Gritting his teeth, Blake pushed away from the cold stone wall and staggered to his feet. The room spun around him, but his vision gradually steadied, focusing on the monstrous figure looming in the haze. He fumbled for the hilt of his sword, fingers trembling with adrenaline.

"Blake," Jay's voice whispered into his thoughts, "remember, You've faced worse before.....uh maybe not but hey get you act together "

"Can you shut your bitch ass up man?" he retorted, half-jokingly. "This giant is three meters tall and strangely attractive."

"Focus," Jay scolded, though a hint of amusement colored his tone. "Use that determination of yours. Outwit this beast."

"Right," Blake said, taking a deep breath as he tightened his grip on his sword. With every ounce of willpower, he ignored the throbbing pain in his arm and charged at the giant, sword pointed forward like a deadly lance.

"Ha!" the giant bellowed, its deep voice echoing through the chamber. It moved with surprising agility for its size, shifting its trajectory to evade Blake's attack. A massive hand swiped at him, slicing through the air and cutting across his left shoulder.

"Argh!" Blake cried out, thrown off balance by the force of the blow. He tumbled to the side, narrowly avoiding a crushing stomp from the giant's foot.

"Blake, are you okay?" Jay asked urgently, concern dripping from his words.

"Been better," Blake replied, panting from the exertion. He could feel warm blood trickling down his arm, soaking into his tattered clothes. "But I'm not done yet."

"Good," Jay encouraged. "Keep moving. Stay unpredictable."

"Unpredictable... got it." Fueled by a newfound resolve, Blake dashed toward the giant once more, feinting left before darting right. He weaved between the mammoth legs and sliced at the creature's exposed calf, drawing a grunt of pain from his foe.

"Your courage is admirable, human," the giant rumbled, "but ultimately futile."

"Maybe," Blake admitted, circling the behemoth warily. "But I'm not going down without a fight."

"Then by all means," the giant growled, "give me your best shot."

As he readied himself for another assault, Blake couldn't help but feel a strange sense of respect for the creature that stood between him and freedom. This giant was powerful, intelligent, and undeniably attractive – but it wasn't unbeatable. He just had to keep fighting.