The entire battlefield fell into a brief silence.
Wind swept across the ruins.
Dust slowly drifted.
Distant flames still burned.
Cracked vehicles continued to emit faint popping sounds.
And everyone's gaze
focused on Titan.
The armor on his left shoulder had already shattered.
Cracks continued to spread.
Fragments of metal lay scattered across the ground.
Yet Titan still stood there.
He did not fall.
He did not even step back.
Bear slowly adjusted his breathing.
The mechanical frame on his right arm was still issuing overload warnings.
That last punch
had already approached his current output limit.
Even so,
it had only shattered part of the opponent's armor.
At that moment—
Titan suddenly raised his hand.
He grabbed the joint of his shoulder armor.
Crack.
The metal fastening structure was torn apart directly.
The next second—
The heavy shoulder plate was ripped off with one hand.
BOOM!!!
It slammed onto the ground,
cracking the surface instantly.
The dull, heavy impact even made those nearby pause instinctively.
Then—
Titan raised his hand again.
Chest plate.
Arm guards.
Leg armor.
Piece by piece, all removed.
Boom.
Boom!!!
BOOM!!!!
Each piece hitting the ground
produced a heavy collision sound,
like chunks of iron smashing into the earth.
The expressions of the escort unit gradually changed.
Because only now
did they truly realize—
This man
had been fighting while wearing all that weight.
As the armor came off,
Titan's originally exaggerated, bulky form
finally began to reveal itself.
Not fat.
But—
Pure muscle.
Like a war machine forged through long-term training.
Old scars covered his body.
Shoulders.
Arms.
Chest.
Countless marks overlapped.
And his frame was abnormally large.
Even without armor,
he still exuded overwhelming pressure.
Finally—
Titan slowly removed his helmet.
Revealing a rough face.
Short hair.
Thick beard.
A scar at the left side of his forehead.
His eyes were unusually calm.
Not like a madman.
Not like an ordinary gang member.
More like a true battlefield veteran.
Then—
He finally spoke.
His voice was low,
yet exceptionally clear.
"I am the warrior, Dawolf."
For a moment,
the air seemed to go still.
Then Dawolf looked at Bear
and said slowly:
"I request a duel."
A pause.
"A fair fight."
Several escort members behind them
immediately showed strange expressions.
Fair?
What was a gang talking about?
Rocket launchers.
Ambushes.
Encirclement.
Heavy armor assaults.
Which part of that was fair?
Someone even muttered a curse under their breath.
But Dawolf didn't care at all.
He only looked at Bear,
as if no one else existed.
Bear fell silent for a few seconds.
Then slowly raised his hand,
preparing to disengage the helmet lock.
Even preparing to remove his combat suit.
Because in Bear's view—
If the opponent removed his armor,
he should respond equally.
But the next second—
Dawolf suddenly shook his head.
"No."
"No need."
Bear paused slightly.
Dawolf slowly raised his right hand.
Then—
He picked up a broken piece of shoulder armor from the ground.
The fragment Bear had shattered earlier.
The next second—
His fingers tightened.
Crack.
The metal began to twist.
Then—
Boom.
The entire piece was crushed by sheer force.
Fragments fell from between his fingers.
Several people's pupils shrank instantly.
Because that wasn't just strength.
It was—
An ability.
Dawolf spoke calmly:
"I am an ability user."
"My ability is Structural Lock."
Lucian's gaze shifted slightly.
Structural Lock.
Scope immediately repeated in a low voice:
"Locking structure…"
He began analyzing instantly.
Dawolf continued:
"My body—"
"maintains a fixed structural strength."
"Muscles."
"Bones."
"Joints."
"All the same."
As he spoke,
he lifted his foot again
and stepped down lightly.
BOOM!!!
The ground beneath him cracked instantly.
Yet his leg showed no instability.
As if his entire body
was a fixed structure.
Bear finally understood
why the opponent had endured so many attacks earlier.
Because—
His body
was already like a stabilized structure.
Dawolf slowly rolled his shoulders.
With the heavy armor gone,
his movements became noticeably lighter.
Even—
More dangerous.
The heavy armor earlier
had actually limited him to some extent.
Now, without it,
the pressure he gave off became even stronger.
He clenched his fist.
Bones emitted a low grinding sound.
Then he looked at Bear.
"Now,"
"It's fair."
The next second—
Dawolf vanished.
No.
Not vanished.
His speed had suddenly surged.
BOOM!!!
The ground exploded beneath him
as his massive body charged toward Bear at terrifying speed.
Bear's pupils shrank sharply.
Because—
He was faster.
Without the armor's weight,
Dawolf's movements were completely different.
No longer a heavy warrior.
More like a massive beast.
BOOM!!!!
The punch came down instantly.
Bear crossed his arms to block.
A massive shockwave exploded.
The mechanical frame screamed warnings.
The ground beneath his feet cracked.
The next second—
Dawolf had already sidestepped in.
His speed was shocking.
An elbow strike smashed toward the side.
Bear forced his head aside.
BOOM!!!
The wall behind him cracked from the air pressure alone.
Everyone's expression changed instantly.
Because without armor,
Dawolf was even more dangerous.
Bear counterattacked immediately.
A heavy punch shot forward.
But Dawolf raised his hand head-on—
Smack.
He caught it directly.
For a moment,
the air seemed to freeze.
Bear's mechanical frame output at full power.
But that hand—
did not move at all.
Like steel.
The next second—
Dawolf exerted force.
BOOM!!!
For the first time,
Bear was thrown away.
His body slammed into the ruins.
Debris collapsed around him.
The escort unit instantly raised their guns.
But Bear roared:
"Don't interfere!"
In the dust—
Bear slowly stood up again.
The mechanical frame continued to scream warnings.
But he lifted his head once more.
On the other side—
Dawolf did not pursue.
He simply stood there,
waiting for his opponent to stand again.
Then—
He resumed his stance.
The wind passed through the ruins.
Distant burning buildings crackled.
Both sides gradually fell silent.
Because now—
This was no longer an ordinary fight.
It was like a collision between two monsters.
Bear rolled his shoulders slowly.
The mechanical frame began recalibrating output.
Some structures had already developed delays.
That last impact
had far exceeded normal human limits.
But what truly concerned Bear
was not strength.
It was—
Stability.
When Dawolf attacked,
his body had almost no unnecessary movement.
Every exertion
felt like the entire structure moved as one.
No loss of force.
No shift in center of gravity.
Even his landings were unnaturally stable.
Scope was observing as well.
He was beginning to understand
the true danger of Structural Lock.
It wasn't just physical enhancement.
It was—
Fixed structure.
Meaning—
Dawolf would not easily lose balance.
His posture wouldn't change under impact.
It was extremely difficult to disrupt his movements.
A normal person's punch
transfers force through muscles and bones.
But Dawolf was different.
His body was already "locked."
The entire body bore the force together.
That was why—
Bear's earlier punch at that level
only shattered armor,
instead of sending the body flying.
Because the impact
was distributed across the whole structure.
Scope muttered:
"He's not hard."
"He's stable."
Lucian looked forward silently.
At the center of the battlefield—
Dawolf moved again.
BOOM!!!
The ground exploded
as his massive body surged forward once more.
This time,
Bear didn't block head-on.
He sidestepped.
BOOM!!!!
The punch grazed his shoulder armor.
A vehicle behind him
was flipped over by the shockwave alone.
Bear countered instantly.
His right fist struck toward the ribs.
But Dawolf turned with the motion—
His elbow crashed down.
BOOM!!!
The two forces collided directly.
The air itself let out a low blast.
The ground beneath Bear cracked again.
But Dawolf did not retreat a single step.
The next second—
Bear suddenly lowered his body.
The mechanical propulsion system activated.
BOOM!!!
He slammed directly into Dawolf's chest.
A typical heavy close-combat tactic.
Using mechanical thrust
to forcibly disrupt the opponent's balance.
But the moment of impact—
Bear's expression changed.
It didn't move.
Dawolf did not step back at all.
His body barely even shifted.
Instead,
Bear himself felt his chest tighten from the shock.
Dawolf looked down at him
and said calmly:
"Not bad."
Then—
His knee shot upward.
BOOM!!!!
Bear was forced backward.
The mechanical frame screamed with alarms.
Several team members' expressions changed instantly.
Because for the first time—
They saw Bear
being suppressed in close combat.
Yet Dawolf did not pursue.
He simply rolled his neck slowly.
Bones cracked softly.
Then he reset his stance.
As if he truly enjoyed this fight.
Bear steadied himself again.
Behind the helmet,
his breathing grew heavier.
He finally realized—
This battle
was far more dangerous than before.
Because the unarmored Dawolf
was his true state.