Titan King: Ascension of the Giant Chapter 5: The battle could begin

Clymene, distinguished by her vibrant red hair and a stature even more impressive than their mother's, sought out Orion the following morning. "These are our standard armaments. They might not be the finest quality, but their durability and reliability are proven. Have a look," she said.

Orion entered the armory to inspect the available gear. Since no tridents were available, he was forced to select an alternative.

After five minutes, Orion stepped out of the armory carrying a different weapon in each hand.

"Greed won't help you. It is far better to focus your efforts on mastering a single blade," Clymene cautioned him.

"No, I believe this pair suits my needs perfectly. One is for melee combat, while the other serves for range. Isn't that a great setup?"

Clymene’s brow furrowed slightly. "Follow me."

Orion trailed behind Clymene toward a green tent, from which a massive male giant soon emerged.

"Hey, it has been quite a while, Clymene and Orion!"

"James?"

Surprised, Orion shifted his gaze toward his sister.

"James is the most powerful among those your age and has already been on two hunts. He will be your sparring partner," she explained.

And perhaps he will teach you not to bite off more than you can chew... Clymene thought to herself.

Filled with excitement, James grabbed a spiked club from his tent and yelled, "Let's head to the arena!"

The arena was merely an expansive stretch of wasteland, yet it served as the primary gathering place for the giants.

"Hey, what is happening with those two?"

"My goodness, Orion is actually going to duel James! It's the weakest of the generation challenging the strongest!"

"There is no point in watching this. Someone should go get Elder Halvor... otherwise, Orion might end up with a life-threatening injury."

The two giants stood face-to-face in the center of the dusty field.

James possessed a more robust build than Orion, towering at 10 feet with a strength stat of 17, radiating a heavy, intimidating pressure.

Perhaps as a benefit of some newbie protection period, James’s attributes were visible on Orion's status panel. To Orion's surprise, James boasted higher stats despite Orion having finished several missions. James was not only superior in strength but also possessed higher agility.

He was undeniably powerful.

Orion looked down at the weapon he held.

[Bone Greatsword] [Level: Standard] [Weight: 800 pounds] [Attack: 0-50] [Description: A massive sword carved from the skeletal remains of an Ironbone Rhino. It is incredibly heavy and devastating, though landing a hit is difficult.]

Wielding such a massive weapon was exhausting, and trying to fight with it seemed even more daunting.

The spectating giants held no hope for Orion, certain that his defeat was inevitable.

However, they were unaware that as soon as Orion gripped the hilt, a notification appeared before his eyes.

[Newbie Quest triggered: Swing the greatsword 10 times to acquire Basic Greatsword Mastery.]

"Very well..."

"Let's begin, Orion! I'm going to knock you flat!" James shouted, his impatience growing as he prepared to strike.

"Hey, don't be in such a rush. Answer me this: is there a girl you're interested in? What do you think of my sister?" Orion asked out of nowhere.

James froze, caught off guard by the sudden question. When Clymene was mentioned, his expression turned visibly awkward and flustered.

Within the Black Stone Tribe, Clymene was the ideal woman for many male giants, James included.

Deep down, James believed that the only way to earn Clymene’s favor was to prove he was the most courageous and powerful warrior.

Raising his spiked club, James let out a thunderous roar, "WAAAGH!"

Orion leaned in, lowering his voice so only the two of them could hear. "My sister has such large, round breasts, and her backside is so full. Are you curious about the shape of her pubic hair?"

The club James was swinging suddenly came to a dead halt mid-air.

"I..." James stammered, clearly distracted by Orion's provocative words.

"Why have you gone quiet? Do you actually prefer minotaurs or trolls?"

"In my opinion, werewolves are quite nice, though they are a bit small and their fur is far too thick. They never trim their pubic hair, so you might struggle to even find the entrance during sex."

Orion kept chatting idly, swinging his greatsword through the air as he spoke.

Before long, the sound of a completed task echoed in his mind.

[Congratulations! You have finished the newbie quest and gained Basic Greatsword Mastery.]

Once the alert sounded, Orion re-examined the attributes of his blade.

[Bone Greatsword: Standard] [Weight: 800 pounds] [Attack: 10-50] [Description: A massive sword carved from the skeletal remains of an Ironbone Rhino. It is incredibly heavy and devastating, though landing a hit is difficult.]

Excellent—the minimum damage threshold had risen, ensuring that every successful strike would now inflict pain!

Feeling a sense of relief, Orion turned his focus back to James.

The real fight was ready to start!