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“Kaaargh!” the Serpent screamed. Its massive head, which had been slammed into the ground, jerked upward with a brutal motion.
The wind that erupted from that simple movement hurled Ketal through the air. He drove the axe into the ice and earth, his body dragged but barely anchored in place.
“How dare you!” Rage poured from the Serpent like venom. “How dare a pitiful barbarian throw himself at me?!”
“Shut up!” Ketal cried as he erupted into wild laughter and charged again. His fingers tightened around the axe until his knuckles felt as if they would split. “Get out of my territory! Now!”
“You dare to claim a territory, you lowly barbarian! I will tear you apart!” The Serpent writhed, and the air itself howled. A storm rolled out from its colossal body. Just approaching it threatened to flay flesh and shake organs loose.
However, Ketal did not retreat. He bared his teeth and hurled himself straight into the storm. The monster of the White Snowfield crashed against the barbarian of the White Snowfield. The barbarians who had been fleeing stopped in their tracks.
“Oh… oh, is the chieftain fighting that thing?” one of the barbarians murmured.
It was a creature they had never seen before, a gigantic, horrifying being that made even them choose flight over battle. Yet their chieftain stood alone against it, facing it head on. They stared, stunned, watching the clash unfold.
Naturally, Ketal was no match for the Serpent. In the distant...
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