From what I knew, trolls were called the nightmare of late awakeners.
The reason for this strange title was their strong physical prowess and insane regenerative abilities. To kill a troll monster, two awakeners of the same rank as the troll were needed.
However, thanks to my increased stats, I wasn't any less than a troll when it came to physical prowess.
The violent machete of the troll clashed against the crimson blade of my katana, lighting the cave with sparks of metal.
For a brief moment, our weapons stayed locked at the center, but then slowly, my katana began overpowering the troll's machete, forcing the troll's feet to skid back.
"Even though you are over nine feet tall, your physical strength is pitiful," I muttered with a wide grin, deliberately angering the troll.
My words worked beautifully. With a sudden movement, the troll retracted its machete and came in for a heavy attack.
