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With the pointed rock in his grasp he stared at the ever so present figure becoming every so slightly larger as he ensued his approach, the rock laid above his head in a claw falling sharply down upon the head of such a creature.

the rock laid siege to the skull of the troll brain matter clung to the rock yet it did not waver for it kept sticking over and over again, flesh spewed down the back of the troll landing on the floor with a wet slap, the troll jolted instantaneously realising its predicament it tried to stand to no avail.

The troll sat on the floor it's breathing getting continuously louder with each strike, it was paralysed, for the rock that struck was one coated in a thin layer of a moss naked to the human eye it found its home atop the rocks peak, the sharpest edge it honed.

the troll could not do anything for it could only lay and wait for it, it continued to struggle its jaw fell open and no noise was made apart from the scratching of bone and the scathing of skin.

The troll soon fell its skull had a large opening atop its head the size of a watermelon, Luke stood there, panting and admiring his work for it was not the art of creation but the art of destruction.

likewise luke fell too, extremely exhausted, hungry and thirsty it seemed he has had a last stance against a legendary foe before falling himself, the system notified him about allocated stat points, yet luke did not blink he was too tired to spend precious energy on such a thing.

He huddled against the wall and curled into a ball, he faced the damp moss laced interior of the cave his mouth fell open and his hand reached out, he plucked a piece of moss from the wall and delivered it to his mouth, he swallowed some dry spit before plopping it in and digesting it fully.