4 Blood in the Ground - 1/2

Maou realizes that something was approaching him, when he looked to see what it would be, he is surprised, because the approaching creature had a considerable height, being taller than himself, the body of this creature is stout and hairy, his arms are thick and long, almost reaching the ground, he moved slowly and hunchbacked, using his hands to move from time to time. The hands of this creature had only three thick fingers and long fingernails, it was more like a claw than a hand itself. The grotesque face had three eyes, one of them being on the creature's forehead, the jaw of this ugly monster was long and jutted forward, from its mouth two teeth protruded outward, displaying two long yellowish canines. Without a doubt a predator, a troll.

A pleasant look appears on Maou's face. It is perceptibly that this troll is a teenager who should be approaching adulthood, fortunately, because he was young he was Silver level, and no more than Silver 4. 'He is a perfect monster for my training,' thinks Maou.

To confirm that it is a teenage troll, it is advisable to observe the tone of the coat, a child troll besides being diminutive, has the leather of black color, this color will lighten with time, a teenage troll is a brown leather and, of course, the clearer, older he would be.

The troll that slowly approached Maou has a medium brown leather, not being so old and not so young, certainly a Silver 5. The problem now was to know how many of them were here, because, trolls never leave alone, when they leave always in groups of 2 to 5. If they were too much would be difficult to fight.

Maou looked around trying to locate the other members of this group, it is easily possible to find them, they are 3, one with a much lighter leather than the other 2, probably close to Silver 3, trolls do not know to hide very well, and usually prefer to leave for the attack without the least care, so it is always easy to find them. This young troll should be curious about the noises that Maou was doing while training, so he turned away from the others and headed toward the noise.

The troll approaching Maou was very far from the other two, but due to the light-colored troll, Maou had to decide, or he would run, or he should quickly kill that troll.

'It's going to be difficult if I do not do something soon, running away is not an option, I'm a warrior and as such, I can not suffer from this shame' Maou decided.

Looking at the tip of the training lance to see if he would be able to pierce the thick leather of the troll, realizing that it was possible, Maou arranges his posture and with his feet firmly on the ground, he throws the spear.

The spear crosses the distance with speed and catches the unprepared piercing his chest and due to the force of the impact, the troll ends up impaling the troll in a tree. Guttural sounds come out of the monster, not knowing what had happened to him, he gazes at his chest surprised to see something stuck in it. Blood flowed from the hollow of his chest.

Maou picked up the mace and ran toward the impaled troll, without pause, turn the mace with force and precision on the dying man's head, as a result of the heavy impact the head is shattered, causing pieces of bone, blood, and brain mass to fly through the air. Some blood splashed on Maou's face and arms.

You can't give a troll a chance, they have a very high regenerative power, if you do not finalize them quickly, they may come back to you and bite your butt.

The other two trolls were taken by surprise, when they realized what had happened, Maou had already ended the life of one of them. The trolls were enraged and rushed toward their executioner.

The clearer leather troll turned out to be faster, taking the lead approaches Maou only to be received by a merciless blow of mace which pushed him to the side taking his balance, causing him to fall, in that interval the second troll arrives and tries to deliver a heavy blow with his left arm in Maou,

which responds by dodging by circling the movement of the troll's arm, the latter due to the impulse generated by the blow and the avoidance by Maou making it possible for him deliver a quick blow to the ribs of the troll with a kick that causes it to tilt and then Maou draws a heavy blow of mace that accurately hits the troll's skull, a sound of breaking bones echoes. The troll falls to the ground and blood flows from the facial orifices, it is visible that the skull sank where it was beaten.

Maou looks amazed at the dead body. 'It was very simple,' Maou thinks cheerfully. What was supposed to prove difficult, turned out to be a simple task.

His careless moment made it possible for the first troll to approach again and strike a blow with his right arm. Maou for not observing the act of this one only obtains time to hold the mace of defensive form.

The sound of breaking wood breaks through the air, Maou is pushed back and his mace is now two pieces of wood. Without options, he finds himself forced to abandon the remains of his weapon and prepare for the unarmed struggle.