Kapitel 695: Chapter 695: "What's your name elf?"

Frost kneeled in the snow, his right hand firmly holding onto his glaive while his left felt his ribs, assessing the degree of damage.

'Fuck that hurt!' The physical strength behind each of Bella's blows was immense, rivalling that of Maya's and then some. Every blow she dealt required his complete focus and attention, a slight miss and he'd end up in his current situation, tossed aside like a ragdoll.

Thankfully his own body was rather durable and quick to heal. The bruised ribs were already becoming numb while muscles around the broken one bulked up to prevent excess movement. It still hurt but not enough to take him out of the fight.

He stood up, gripped his glaive with both hands and once again entered a battle ready stance, welcoming the massive female giant charging towards him with her hammer raised over her head.