Is this really a Game?!

At the same time Reign started his fight with Imris, Wolf was staring at the big red hobgoblin who was looking back at him. Both of them wielded greatswords but each one was fairly different from the other. While Wolf’s greatsword was designed by himself and with style and sharpness in mind the one the hobgoblin used was incredibly crude, it was a big slab of metal that had screws everywhere and the edge of the blade looked dull, it was clear that the main purpose of the sword was to crush the opponent rather than to cut.

“Interesting sword, a bit too crude and ugly for my taste, but interesting nonetheless.” Wolf ignites his sword while talking, the hobgoblin looks a bit surprised as he looks at the now flaming sword.

“Fire, sword, nice.” The hobgoblin speaks slowly as his eyes sparkle with delight as he looks at the sword, a sight that makes Wolf stop for a bit in surprise.

“Oh, you like it?” He points at his sword towards which the goblin nods in response. “At least you have good taste, even so, I must kill you, we are enemies after all.”

The chilling words spoken so easily from Wolf wake the hobgoblin up from his daze, Wolf was correct, this battle is one of life and death, only one of them shall walk alive. The hobgoblin smiles as he imagines himself wielding the flaming sword and bragging to all the other monsters in the warehouse.

“Judging from your smile it seems like you are quite confident in yourself big guy.” Wolf smiles towards the hobgoblin before jumping high in the air and crashing down on him with a huge flaming slash.

The hobgoblin puts his sword above his head and the floor of the warehouse suddenly cracks apart as hardened soil covers his legs, followed by most of his body and sword.

Clang!

Fire erupts everywhere as the swords collide, most of the hardened soil gets swept away by the shockwave of the collision but, it did its job as the hobgoblin was uninjured by the flames that swept him away briefly. Wolf widens his eyes a bit in surprise as he didn’t think the hobgoblin would also have an ability like him and the others, the surprise quickly turns into delight, however.

The inertia from the jump was broken by the collision and Wolf quickly brings his arms up while kicking the hobgoblins sword so he can put some distance between them. The hobgoblin quickly goes after him but it seems as if his ability impacts his speed as it was lower than Wolf expected.

His smile deepens as he attacks the hobgoblin without using any skills, simply changing the weight of the sword to maximize its speed and power. It took Wolf much practice to familiarize himself with his old sword and do something like this, as he designed this one to be similar it was not a huge problem to do the same things.

The hobgoblin was hard-pressed while defending, the swiftness Wolf’s sword displayed was not something a greatsword should have, the power behind each impact however was proof that it was indeed a greatsword.

Annoyed by the fact that his opponent was much faster and nimbler than him the hobgoblin stomps the ground in frustration. Seeing the sight Wolf smiled and attacked again, his sword travels fast and arrives at the frustrated hobgoblin side. Right before the moment of impact he changes its weight but feels something was off as the hobgoblin had a ferocious smile on his face.

Wolf tries to make the sword easier again and retreat but it was too late as a sharp piece of rock suddenly grows from the ground, it was aimed straight at Wolf’s chest and was too fast to dodge completely. Wolf leans heavily on his right, using the momentum of his previous swing and the weight of the sword to help him. The rock cuts deeply into Wolf’s left side, passing underneath the armpit and stopping.

“Urgh!” Wolf growls in pain and hugs the rock briefly, it had made a big cut on his side and even touched his ribs, grinding them slightly as it passed. He quickly looks up and jumps back, ignoring the agonizing pain coming from his wound.

Bam!

The rock gets pulverized as the hobgoblin greatsword slashes down, aiming at the place Wolf was previously at. Picking his sword up the hobgoblin sneers in delight and looks over at Wolf who was now holding the sword with his left and covering his wound with his right hand. The hobgoblin steps towards him but stops and widens his eyes at the sight in front of him.

Wolf’s hand was glowing red as fire escaped between his fingertips, a smell of burning meat could be felt as he uses his ability to forcibly burn his wound and stop the bleeding. Finishing the roasting he pants heavily before taking the sword back into his right hand.

His hair had fallen down as sweat dripped down on the ground from it, the pain of burning your flesh at such a location was beyond anything Wolf had experienced before, but it wasn’t enough to stop him as he looked at the hobgoblin with a wide grin on his face.

“That was one of the most dangerous things to ever happen to me.” The hobgoblin flinches as the crazy man smiles even wider while looking at his. “I have to congratulate you as well as apologies.”

Wolf steps towards the hobgoblin who was still standing in place and looking at him.

“I congratulate you for wounding me so heavily, amongst all the opponents I had since the start of this fcked up game none managed to do something like this.”

He takes another step and puts his sword on his shoulder.

“I apologize for what you are about to see and experience though, as I will make sure to kill you in the worst possible way to show my thanks.”

Wolf was already close to the hobgoblin who was still not moving. The bloodlust he could feel coming from Wolf had paralyzed him, he had never fought an opponent that gave off such a feeling before.

The left side of Wolf’s chest was glowing in a bright purple light that could be seen through his armor. Flame-users were often hotheaded and their powers were at their apex whenever they were enraged or overjoyed. In this case, Wolf was both, he was beyond the moon with the fact he was fighting somebody against whom he could go all out, but he was also incredibly angry at himself for falling at the trap the enemy had set up for him.

Wolf’s right arm disappears in a blur as he brings his sword down with incredible force, he didn’t lower the weight this time, on the contrary, he had already reached the maximum weight possible for him right now. The speed of the slash was something he had reached with the help of his blood pumping coupled with a boost from the mark given to him by Miriam.

The speed and strength of his attack surprised even Wolf while the hobgoblin had put his sword up in haste to defend himself. He was holding it with his right hand while the left hand was positioned near the end of it. He was confident that it would be enough to block the attack without any problems.

Bam!

A huge ringing sound could be heard as the now 35kg heavy sword made contact with the hobgoblins crude weapon. The ground beneath his legs cracked while his arms were pushed back from the power behind Wolf’s slash. The hobgoblin’s body was making a C shape as his back bent back in an attempt to absorb the shock and stop the attack. He was now in a vulnerable position and Wolf immediately lifts his sword up and slashes down again in an attempt to break the hobgoblin’s guard.

Crack

The huge greatsword the hobgoblin wielded had cracks on it, a testament of how strong Wolf’s attacks were right now, he himself had no idea he was capable of something like this. The anger he had before was slowly fading away as the situation was beyond his understanding. His sixth sense however picks up and he immediately jumps back as the earth around the hobgoblin erupts with tens of rocks similar to the one that wounded him.

“This trick again!” Wolf’s anger returns as the flames on his sword grow bigger, the eerie green fire now had a tinge of purple deep inside of it and Wolf charges forward while slashing at the hobgoblin with all of his might.

Sword of flames

The sword cuts through the rocks with ease, only stopping briefly when hitting the hobgoblin’s sword. The sword however quickly breaks in the middle and the fire sword makes a huge cut on the hobgoblins stomach, burning his flesh and skin around the wound.

The rocks had even melted a bit from the intense heat Wolf’s attack had. As the hobgoblin was lying on the ground in agony and trying to put out the fire Wolf simply looks down and him and stabs him while uttering

“Explode.” 𝒆𝙣𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝙚𝙩

The flames immediately compress in front of the hobgoblin and explode in a violent fashion, blowing away the skin of his head and melting his eyes. The now deformed body twitches for a couple of more seconds before coming to a complete stop and dying.

Wolf pants heavily as the last attack had drained a huge part of his mana and left him weak, he sits down on the ground as he tries to recover a bit so he could help the others.