“Say lad, tha goddess o' luck sure has a crush on ye.”
“I… I don’t get it.”
“Tha enchantment ye have on your axe be a formidable thing, an' one o' tha rarest ta be in sync with… ye see, enchanting be nae only just chunking up magic into one item it’s all about harmony. Tha more tha compatible tha enchantment with tha person be, tha more ambidextrous tha man be. It’s like those bard people doing those music things, if tha harmony ain’t in sync it’s nothing more but a racket.”
“Ah… I see.”
Master forger measures him head to toe and, when he saw his hand nervously itching as he tightly grips the handle he smiles. “Say lad, I see ye hand be itching ta swing that axe o' yours.”
“You bet I ‘am!”
The magical axe of his, was far different from the enchanted weapons he wielded from his journeys. His hoard of weapons was unlikely to his feelings when he holds it, Akatosh felt less, he didn’t grasp the full potential of those weapons. Until this time, when Akatosh’s hand grabs his newly crafted weapon the strong tingling sensation overwhelms his body and soul, the full power of the storm giant was within.
“Just a warning lad.”
“What is it?” A worried tone coming from the traveler.
“Rage… storm giants be tha fiercest o' their kind. You’ll get tha answer when your life visits death. Oh… an' a bit o' advise stormy times will grant ye more thrill.”
Entering the training hall was anticipated, the area was double the size of a football field. Divided into four sections, testing area where the dwarfs would test their weapons. The training area leaves for the people who are practicing their combat style. As for the sparring field holds where two or more people involved in fighting session either through one versus one, two versus four and so forth.
Shifting to the fourth section lies an interesting sight for the traveler. A gladiator’s field, a place for those who will seek the reality of surviving. Surrounded by magical barriers and triple the guards, that section is for those who are confident and are to test their prowess and magic.
Thrill overcomes Akatosh as he and the forgemaster enters the place. Before they enter Akatosh wears a newly crafted armor similar to the ones he commissions to Barry, only differs is, the armor is padded with dwarven cold metal and design in eccentric dwarven carvings. Still wearing the claw gauntlet, while the mask was hidden through invisibility spell. Looking around Akatosh saw the venue was filled with mix races, adventurers who came to test their skill, mercenaries for a good sport and dwarven fighters on training session.
With a flex, some adventurers and mercenaries’ glances at Akatosh as he walks towards the testing center. Curious to his design axe and armor, they waited to see what the travelers would do to his unfamiliar equipment.
Swinging the axe five times, testing his reflexes and warming up his muscles, he swiftly dashes towards the complete sets of armors in different varieties. Choosing the humanmade plate male armor layered with chainmail and enchant with powerful spell. Doing a forty-five-degree angle, his Igorot axe simply folds the armor in one swing, slicing it like thin paper. With many varieties of armors offer, he quickly moves to the big two the elven armor and the dwarven armor.
In his teachings elven armor is higher for magic protection, while dwarven are good for absorbing and deflecting physical brute force. Picking the elven armor, Akatosh surges the magical power of his axe and quickly it comes to is call. Lighting burst striking every surroundings, he dashes for a swing. Along with his boosted strength he uses it to swing the axe faster and, in the end, his axe like a dragon’s claw it tore the armor.
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For the dwarven, the traveler flips the axe’s head utilizing the pointy side. A swing to the chest area pierces it with great ease, like a needle easily penetrates through a cardboard. Shifting to a killer blow at the helmet, he again alters the axe’s head. And as it was, he slices the helmet in half through pure strength and speed.
Hungry for more, he switches towards the gladiator’s area. This time he wants see how his weapons deals to a flesh and true hack and slash battle. When ask, he was offered different varieties of monsters to fight. Choosing three, a rhinoceros where it had long tail and a long white horn five feet at that, it was like combination of prehistoric dinosaur and a rhino. The second one was a powerful frost troll, a beast that have high regeneration. And for the fun part was a runic golem, it’s were his real battle will start. For emergency he carries another weapon the eleven steel kriegsmesser.
Facing the large double door crafted in pure metal. Using a magical bandage Akatosh was tackling his axe to his hand, preventing him to relinquish his weapon even when an enemy hurled nor knock him out. With a final wrap, the gate was open revealing his first opponent a rhinoceros.
The beast was uneasy, his eyes and violent trashing of its body implores it was given a sedative. Horns at the front the rhinoceros immediately went for assault. Unfazed by the tremoring attack, Akatosh was more designated in testing his impressive strength. And as the two clashes, Akatosh was quickly overwhelm by his opponent’s blitz, unfortunate for the rhinoceros, the traveler outwits his opponent’s strength for his was the strength of a giant. Thrill overcomes Akatosh senses, with his now found power he could easily dispatch it by swinging his axe at the beast’s throat. This time he decides to defeat it through endurance and strength.
When the hourglass was flipped five times, five hours to be exact the rhinoceros was on the ground exhausted through their wrestling and boxing. As for Akatosh, he was still standing unexhausted ready for another round.
Facing the second opponent was a giant frost trolls, skin was dark blue, ravenous claws and hideous face. Like his first opponet, the trolls were given powerful drugs, additionally there are ten frost troll Akatosh was facing, giving the audience a thrill. After testing his strength and endurance, he shifted towards his axe.
Bashing the axe at the ground, the two opposing race promptly went for who will plate death. Since trolls were giant beast, the traveler chooses the ankle the thinness part of the trolls’ lower body. Lucky for him one troll outrun his other kin enabling Akatosh to dispatch it with in second.
When the first troll tries to claw the traveler, the beast’s attack was surpassed by Akatosh’s swift reflex and enhance muscle. Evading the sharp claws, he directly swings his axe at the ankle slicing without a sweat. The troll fumbles on the ground, as it regenerates the injury Akatosh with his axe blistering lighting hammers it at the back of the troll. Troll maybe have the best regenerating abilities but when they face acid and fire, their natural abilities would deteriorate. And lighting do create heat when it strikes giving Akatosh a burnt-up troll corps. Going head on with all of the remaining trolls would turn him into a punching bag, unless if he wants to show all of his arsenal to the audience and doing that would exploit his real identity.
Dashing out from the killer zone, he collects his thoughts and approach. Only seconds after dashing out from the giants, he felt an enlighten from his axe. Sprinting away, gaping as much distance as he could from the berserk trolls. Once they attain the distance, Akatosh roar his lungs out as he ferociously smashes his rumbling axe on the ground.
*BANGGGG!!*
When Akatosh hammers his axe, like a clapping of a god the sound of thunder reaps the place clamoring every living thing. Not only the sound of thunder that shook, lighting viciously rakes every place turning the frost trolls onto black charcoal. As for the traveler he was on his knees, panting heavily in return for his attack depletes his energy. He looks around to see some spectacles and guards being send to a healing room.
“HAhahah…. Shiiiiiet.” A humorous tone coming from Akatosh.
He wanted to take a rest, yet to his mind he wanted to test how far can his body and skill goes. Persistent and stubbornness he orders to battle the runic golem to which the dwarves agree.
The gate opens and from the dark reveals three runic golems, even from their distance Akatosh could feel the heaviness of their presence.
“Shiiiet… well then come to papa.”