“Let’s see what you’re made of, kid.” A burly man wielding a broadsword was the first to jump into the ring.
His sword, which weighed well over 200 pounds, looked as light as a feather because of his muscular physique.
“Who are you? Do you have a death wish?” The man in green pointed his spear toward the burly man. A look of disdain on his face.
“I’m Toby Hunt, leader of Hollowblades!” In a smooth motion, the man slammed the tip of his blade into the ground, a murderous aura enveloping him.
“Oh, it’s Sir Hunt. No wonder he seemed familiar.”
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