The others leaned in, curious to see how far this crazy human would go.

"I…" Aron raised a brow and took a deliberate step forward.

"...said…"

"...you…"

"...are…"

"...u-g-l-y!"

You...

Crash!

Boooom! Boooom! Boooom!

The carriage suddenly lurched, tumbling violently as everyone inside screamed.

Aron's head spun as a ringing sound filled his ears.

Metal clanged outside, swords, shields, shouting.

When his vision steadied, he saw the chaos inside the wrecked carriage.

Some were crying out in pain, others lay still with their necks bent at unnatural angles, lifeless.

The clash of weapons continued beyond the shattered windows.

Groaning, Aron pushed himself up and kicked the door open.

And as soon as he stepped Out, the first thing he saw was a soldier was being impaled by a creature that made his mind stall for a second.

It had a humanoid shape, but its skin was pitch-black, like it had been carved from shadow itself, and two long tusks jutted from its face.

The monster yanked its sword free, splitting the soldier clean in half.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of steel echoed again.

At that moment, the ugly-looking boy from earlier staggered out of the wreckage, his eyes burning with hatred.

"Zulcans…" he hissed, eyes burning with hatred.

His body began to swell, muscles bulging, bones cracking, clothes straining.

Within seconds, he had doubled in size, towering like a berserker giant before charging into the fray.

Aron's eyes widened. At first, he was shocked, but soon he noticed the guards were changing too.

Even the one who had escorted him earlier had grown to nearly four times his size.

His sword, now massive and glowing with a strange symbol, seemed to grow along with him.

Like a giant out of legend, the man swung his sword in wide arcs, each strike cleaving through dozens of Zulcans.

Power radiated from every movement as the earth trembled beneath his blows.

Even so, the Zulcans kept coming.

From the forest, more and more emerged, wave after wave of black-skinned beasts.

Despite the guards' strength, it was clearly a losing battle.

Their numbers had already dropped to fourteen.

Aron exhaled slowly and summoned a long, gleaming spear from his storage space.

His expression hardened as he watched the chaotic scene unfold.

He knew he could escape easily if he wanted to.

But then what?

He was in an unknown world, completely lost.

Running away now would only delay and complicate things.

He needed information, how to survive here, how to grow stronger, and ultimately, how to return his world.

Besides, he still had a debts to repay a certain princess… and a few things he wanted to confirm by killing these so called Zulcans.

(Guess it's hunting time.)

A faint smile curved his lips as he tightened his grip on the spear.

Activating his stealth skill, his presence melted away like mist.

A blob of water shimmered into existence beneath him, morphing into a sleek surfboard.

He stepped onto it, grinning like a lunatic.

He rose into the air, gliding silently, unnoticed amid the raging battle.

The Zulcans towered over him, too focused on the giant soldiers to notice the silent human weaving through them.

He slipped behind one and thrust his spear straight into its eye, just like he used to take down zombies back in the apocalypse.

But ...

Clang!

The spear bounced off.

Aron blinked in disbelief. "What the...?"

The Zulcan bellowed, clutching its face and swinging a massive hand in blind fury.

Aron had already darted back, landing lightly on his watery platform.

He tried again, different targets, different angles.

Every strike glanced harmlessly off their skin.

(No f****g way...)

Using his senses ability to observe more closely, his expression hardened as realization dawned.

That strange energy he had felt since arriving here, was no foreign energy as he'd first thought.

It was Mana.

A purer, denser form of it.

Both the soldiers and the Zulcans were using it, channeling it through their bodies like armor.

And the only way to break through it was strength, something he lacked right now.

"Tch…" Aron clicked his tongue, scanning the battlefield again.

Only seven fighters were still standing, their faces pale and weary.

Blood, sweat, and despair filled the air.

Aron brain entered an over drive, he refused to believe the couldn't kill them.

At this time the ugly boy who had caught a fight with Aron earlier was down, his body battered and bleeding.

His size had reverted to normal, and could barely lift his head.

A Zulcan loomed over him, sword raised high for the killing blow.

ROARRRRR!

The Zulcan suddenly froze, its blade slipping from its hand.

Terror flickered in its eyes as it screamed and stumbled back.

"Everyone, fall back!"

Aron's voice echoed through the field as he moved forward, spear in hand, his eyes cold and focused.

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Author note:

If you've read this far, then it's clear you're loving the journey just as much as I enjoy writing it.

Every scene, every twist, every chapter you read is built with time, effort, and passion. I pour that same energy and tension into each update because I want you to feel the weight of the choices, the thrill of the fights, and the despair of a dying world.

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