Good Dog

I could hear the entire town bustling. People rushed to the gate, and through a narrow wooden crack, I caught glimpses of the crowd. Most of them wore extravagant armor, though some sported only half-body coverings. It was clearly a kingdom of men—barbaric and unruly. Well then, how about I teach them a little manners?

With a push of my arms, the massive wooden gate creaked open. Despite its several tons of weight, it felt as effortless as opening the double doors of a tavern. My current strength made such tasks trivial.

As the gate swung wide, my eyes locked onto the stupefied faces of the men before me. Their expressions screamed disbelief, as though they were staring at a monster. Well… maybe they weren't entirely wrong, but that's beside the point. Ahem, focus, Gaon.