Bab 112: Her Secret

A big mean green killing machine, swinging a massive club and screaming as it strikes the muddy ground it calls its swamp. Splash, mud-splattered, and dirties everything it touched.

Fighting the monster was a man wielding a spear. He didn't seem to mind getting down and dirty with the ogre as he used minimal movement to evade the attacks. It was hard to make big movements within such terrain so he had to make do with it.

"Hup!"

The man's legs dug deep in the swamp, pushing him forward in a jump. It seems as if he threw himself towards the monster with his spear keeping its point towards it. The ogre could see that attack, but could not react in time due to its heavy body.

Stab!

"Brooooooo!"

Pierced in the chest area, the ogre squealed loudly. Like a pig, its nose snorted frequently and it's high pitched squeals annoyed the man to no end.

"Shut up!"

Stab!