Scrap Pile

 Talos watched on for a short while longer, building up a rage until he could not take it anymore. Marching over towards Z, he almost had an aneurism when he saw her casually begin to feel the man's biceps with an interested look on her face.

"Oh wow. They are like metal fibres. And you experimented solely on yourself to achieve these results? It truly is a shame Spartari has outlawed the trade, imagine what you could do with an army of soldiers with your strength." Z said, genuinely impressed by Apollo's body composition. She calculated that the muscles in his arms had a tensile strength only slightly inferior to her own, which was quite the accomplishment considering they were still made of flesh.

I smiled at the compliment. "Thank you, though I owe everything I know to my teacher. She is an incredible woman and-" I was interrupted by a hand being placed on my head and a voice next to my head saying.