Overwhelming Odds

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"Guark!"

The destructive blast of the Martial Blade God's attack was too much for even my shield. One hit was enough to send me crashing into the ground.

"U-urhh…" I groaned, rising from the massive crater which had formed as a result of my impact.

"When will you begin to fight earnestly?" A voice spoke from above me.

It belonged to the man who had kept me here all this time. Rather than searching for my allies, I was stuck engaging this person—nearing death many times already.

"Who said I'm not fighting earnestly?" I muttered, grunting as I glared at his looming figure.

The Martial Blade God—truly, he was worthy of his title.

A mere glance around revealed several craters—some ten times as large than the one I currently stood in. Whether on the ground or in the sky, this man remained unmatched. I tried various tactics to escape, but he always cornered me regardless.