Cormac, who looked like the head of a human was transplanted on the body of an orc, backed away when he saw the fireballs form above Tibaut's head.

Tibaut launched them and the giant did his best to dodge.

"With aim like tha-" Cormac said before being interrupted.

Tibaut ran through the dust he had created with the fireballs and landed a punch on him. It went straight for his face but it didn't move him an inch.

He brought both his hands down but Tibaut managed to slide through his legs and shot two fire lances at his back.

The blasts didn't even break skin and he turned around unamused.

("I'd like to hit him with a direct fireball but I'm not sure if it'd kill him or not. After all, there is a big difference between the lance and the balls. We do need him alive after all.")

While he was thinking, Cormac had gotten in his face and let loose another earth-shattering punch.

He was too close to dodge and Tibaut in that split decided to parry the blow. He redirected the blow past his face and after doing so regretted ever thinking that was ever a good idea. All he did was push aside his fist but the force behind it left his hand in more pain than he thought a simple manoeuvre like that could cause.

("All I did was parry but it felt like I blocked a blow from Elizabeth.")

The momentum of his fist brought him forward and Tibaut used his other hand to respond with the most solid-sounding punch he ever landed. He was convinced that would knock even Elizabeth to the floor, but all Cormac did was stagger back before throwing another blow.

He swiftly dodged but the way Cormac responded was getting to him.

("I punched him square in the face but it didn't even leave a bruise.")

He brought out the fire lances once more and began firing at Cormac. The pillar of a man withstood everyone that hit as he made his way to Tibaut.

("Don't tell me these aren't doing anything?")

They were in close quarters yet again but the man who looked like he had the body mass of a bull stuffed into a man tried a new tactic and started grabbing at him.

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Tibaut did his best to dodge but the giant pinched at his collar and lifted him up before slamming him into the ground. It broke the stone the floor was made of and left a Tibaut sized crater.

Tibaut used his hands to protect his head but the rest of his body was in shambles. He didn't know what happened in specific detail but he knew something in him was broken.

("What the hell I am thinking, this isn't any time to hold back!")

Still pinching his collar, he launched a fireball on his arm. Cormac immediately withdrew his hand and came in for a stomp. Tibaut narrowly avoided it and launched another fireball at him, but he didn't flinch. The burn this left was larger than his other attack but he seemed to be able to move perfectly and continued trying to stomp Tibaut.

("Fuck me, what this guy made off?")

After rolling enough, he used a fireball to form a smokescreen when he shot at the ground and used this as an opportunity to get back up.

His opponent slightly faltered before running into the dust cloud. As Tibaut heard his footsteps, he launched a fireball in his direction and jumped out of the dust cloud.

"Argghh!!"

That was the first sound of pain Tibaut heard in their encounter but that sounded more of rage than any pain.

The cloud was blown away from the fireball and Cormac stood looking undeterred, even with the burns on his chest and stomach.

He looked at Tibaut while gritting his teeth and… ran in the opposite direction.

Curious at his course of action Tibaut carefully watched him and he saw that he was running towards the passageway he came from.

"Dammit! He is trying to lure me into a trap?"

He hesitated before following him. He quickly ran through the passageway only to hear an explosion further up. He reached the room at the end of the passageway and saw the man had indeed moved all the rubble out of the way to reach the outside. He climbed over the remainder of the rubble blocking the way and continued down the way. As he ran down the hallway another explosion occurred. He continued until he turned a corner and saw… more rubble.

"Huh?"

Why did he barricade himself?

He heard coughing on the other side of the rubble.

"What the hell are you doing!?" He shouted.

"Shut up you twat, I'll deal with you in due time."

He heard coughing and even the sound of vomiting, that quickly vanished.

"D-did he… r-run away?" Tibaut said looking dumbfounded.

Tibaut was pretty sure he had the disadvantage, was he mistaken? Whatever the case was, he walked back to the entrance to wait on the others.

As he walked back, he felt lightheaded and tried his best to remain standing up.

"Jeez, just two blows and he has me like this. Though, I am glad he wasn't a threat that all of us needed to be present for."

He placed his hand on the wall to lean against as he walked down the passageway and sat on the floor as soon as he exited.

"See Elizabeth, not all my fights are 'self-destructive'." He snarkily remarked.

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There was a trail of blood splotches decorating the floor on the way to Cormac's personal quarters. The man himself was crawling in his quarters looking for something. He smashed open the door of a cabinet, took out some bottles of green liquid and started chugging.

After the third, he coughed some blood and began shouting.

"FUCK!!"

Although he seemed impervious to the fireballs other than burns on his skin, the inside of his body felt like it turned into a soup after being blended.

He drank more of the potions but the pain wouldn't stop. It made it even worse as some organs that were destroyed by the force of the fireballs were regenerated enough to feel pain.