Still in the middle of the Snow Wolf Dungeon, a large beast was panting in exhaustion. A small human stood beside him; his body showed no sign of weariness. It didn't even look alive and was more reminiscent of a statue.
"Huff…Huff… What the hell are you boy?"
"Your future son-in-law. Give up already. This is pointless."
Bastion quickly rolled to his side and shakily tried to stand up, "Shut your mouth you demon. Bianca has yet to agree. And so long as she has not, as her father I cannot give her to you."
Elian swung his sword and gently poked Bastion on his shoulder.
In one devastating crash the Alpha fell to his side. Although Bastion's eyes had yet to give up, his body would no longer move.
"Just accept it father-in-law. You are weak as hell. I could have killed you a hundred times by now. Your size and mass are not enough to overwhelm me, you simply are not my match."
"Don't call me that. Tsk. I just need rest. When I get back up, I will beat you into a bloody pulp."
