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

The following morning, Clymene—distinguished by her flame-red hair and a physique even more curvaceous than their mother's—located Orion. "Our people generally rely on these armaments. While they aren't masterpieces, they are durable and steadfast. Have a look," she said.

Orion entered the armory to survey the selection. To his disappointment, no tridents were available, forcing him to consider alternative options.

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

"Avoid being overly ambitious. You would be wise to concentrate on perfecting a single weapon," Clymene cautioned him.

"I disagree; I feel these two are a perfect match for me. One serves for melee encounters while the other handles range. Isn't that an ideal setup?" Orion replied.

Clymene’s brow furrowed slightly. "Follow me," she commanded.

Orion trailed behind her until they reached a green tent, from which a massive male giant emerged shortly after.

"Well, it’s been quite a while, Clymene and Orion!"

"James?" Orion muttered, glancing toward his sister in surprise.

"James stands as the most powerful among those your age and has already survived two hunts. You will spar with him," Clymene declared.

And perhaps he will teach you a lesson about biting off more than you can chew... Clymene thought to herself.

Bursting with excitement, James retreated into his tent to grab a spiked club. "To the arena!" he bellowed.

The arena was essentially a vast, desolate wasteland, yet it served as the primary gathering point for the giants.

"Hey, what’s the commotion between those two?"

"Good heavens, Orion is actually dueling James! It’s the weakest of the generation challenging the strongest!"

"This won't be much of a fight. Someone should fetch Elder Halvor... otherwise, Orion might end up severely injured."

At the center of the wasteland, the two giants squared off.

James possessed a more powerful build than Orion, towering at 10 feet with a Strength stat of 17, radiating a heavy, oppressive pressure.

Likely due to a newbie protection grace period, Orion was able to view James’s attributes on his system panel. To his shock, James’s stats eclipsed his own, even after Orion had finished several quests. James was not only superior in raw strength but also possessed higher Agility.

He was undeniably a formidable opponent.

Orion shifted his gaze to the weapon he held.

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

Wielding such a massive hunk of bone was exhausting, and fighting with it seemed even more daunting.

The spectating giants held no expectations for Orion, convinced his defeat was inevitable.

However, they were unaware that the moment Orion had grasped the hilt, a notification had flashed before his eyes.

[Newbie Quest Triggered: Perform 10 swings with the greatsword to acquire Basic Greatsword Mastery.]

"Very well..." Orion whispered.

"Let's get this started, Orion! I'm going to flatten you!" James shouted, his patience wearing thin as he prepared to strike.

"Wait, don't be in such a hurry. Tell me something: is there a girl you fancy? What are your thoughts on my sister?" Orion asked out of nowhere.

James froze, stunned by the sudden, irrelevant question. But at the mention of Clymene, his face turned visibly awkward and flustered.

Throughout the Black Stone Tribe, Clymene was the ultimate fantasy for countless male giants, and James was no exception.

In James's mind, the only way to earn Clymene’s favor was to prove he was the most courageous and powerful warrior.

Roaring to hide his embarrassment, James hoisted his spiked club. "WAAAGH!"

Orion leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper meant only for James's ears. "My sister has such large, round breasts, and her backside is incredibly plump. Are you curious about the shape of her pubic hair?"

James’s arm, mid-swing, locked up instantly.

"I..." James stammered, his mind clearly racing at Orion’s provocative words.

"Why the silence? Don't tell me you actually prefer minotaurs or trolls?"

"In my opinion, werewolves are decent, but they're a bit on the small side and far too hairy. Since they don't groom themselves down there, you might struggle to even find the right spot during sex."

Orion continued his casual banter, rhythmically swinging the greatsword as he spoke.

Suddenly, the chime of a completed task rang in his head.

[Congratulations. You have finished the newbie quest. Basic Greatsword Mastery has been acquired.]

Hearing the prompt, Orion immediately re-examined the sword's data.

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

Excellent. The minimum damage threshold had risen, ensuring that any successful strike would now inflict significant pain!

Feeling a surge of confidence, Orion looked back at James.

The real fight was about to begin