"What the hell is this thing?"
Muto's face was a mask of disbelief.
He was a strapping warrior, standing over two-point-three blade-lengths tall and weighing over five hundred pounds. His body was a mass of muscle as hard as steel. He could kill an Ice Tiger with just a few punches and kicks, his Power beyond question.
Yet when his Javelin struck the Giant Beast, it was like hitting indestructible Iron Armor, letting out a grating CLANG CLANG accompanied by sparks.
In the end, it only managed to scrape off a few Scales before flying off into the distance.
Muto knew his Javelins could pierce even Iron Armor. He never expected his first setback to be against mere Scales.
"Let me do it!"
Zat refused to accept it. Gripping a Javelin, he took a brief moment to aim. His muscles bulged, and with a furious roar, he hurled the weapon.
WHOOSH!
