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The massive figured raised its arms and moved them towards Ike's head to crush it. But before he could reach it Ike's fist went clean through his chest, a giant hole in his chest. All of the grunts' eyes were wide, watching as the massive figure fell over with a loud thud. The old man was the only one without the surprised look on his face. Instead it was grim and full of shame. It would look like Ike had taken care of their strongest warrior...

A quiet, hoarse voice with a hint of anguish spoke [s]"Sand....River"[/s] Suddenly the ground beneath Ike softened and became like water, quickly sinking in anything that was within its grasps. Some of the grunts who got to close got pulled in within a matter of minutes, their pleas for help only making the old man seem more grim. In his head, he continued to ask the same question -Was this worth it-. The coat that covered the massive figure was now flat, the figure now gone as Ike was being distracted. From the sand below a massive deformed looking monster rose from it, towering over Ike standing over 7 feet tall. The monster let out a monstrous roar, echoing throughout the entire valley. It's roar sounded like the mixture of a bear, lion and hollow. All of the men looked in disbelief and fear, its face and figure making some of them step back. The ground beneath its feet were hard while the one below Ike was still soft. It let out another roar, swinging down both of its heavy arms towards Ike.