The Epic of Logan

Coming down from the North of Mesopotamia, Logan received a text on his isekai phone from Hakim.

It was always great to hear the team successfully beat a number of missions. Though he found it strange they were playing with the Paragon Sisters. Logan always hated that man they called a team leader. They knew each other since early middle school and always fought. It has been a while since they last scuffled, but it was of no importance. None of it was.

Logan walked through the ruins, approaching a bridge. His sights were set upon a level 5 bridge. A challenge of strength and courage. He stood shaking his arms and legs. After a few hops, he ensured his light armor was tightly fastened.

The rules were clear, permitting only melee weapons, armor, and no magic into battle. Ironically, he found it to be easier than his story mission. Or at least, so he thought.

After stabbing two assassin blades into the ground, Logan yelled, "Gilgamesh"!