The ultimate sin

Chapter 2

1. Kam soared through the skies, his wings slicing through the crisp air of Britannia. Below him, the landscape stretched endlessly, a vast realm of towering mountains, winding rivers, and forests that seemed to go on forever. But to Kam, there was nothing about this land that felt impressive. The humans here were weak, their magic frail and unrefined compared to the power of the demons. His eyes glowed with distaste as he flew higher. This human realm disgusts me, he thought to himself, his wings creating gusts of wind that whipped the air into a frenzy. From above, he could make out large crowds gathered in an arena, shouting and cheering. Something was happening below, and Kam was curious enough to investigate.
2. Kam descended slowly, his wings flapping once to arrest his fall. As he drew closer, he saw a massive stone arena with hundreds of humans cheering from the stands. Two figures were locked in combat at the center of the arena. Kam narrowed his eyes, focusing on the battle below. The fighters were humans, but their battle magic was weak, like nothing he had ever witnessed before. A man with fiery red hair was casting magic with little more than simple gestures, while his opponent-a towering, muscular warrior-relied on brute strength alone. Kam snorted in disdain. This is what they call entertainment? He folded his arms, watching the fight unfold.
3. As the man with the fiery red hair unleashed another burst of flame, Kam's attention drifted to a large section of the arena where the earth itself seemed to shake. A deep rumble echoed through the ground, followed by the sound of massive footsteps. From beneath the earth, a giant's head emerged, followed by the rest of its enormous body. The crowd gasped in awe, their voices a mix of admiration and fear. The creature that emerged was not a giant in the human sense, but one of the true Giants-the kind that towered over the average human and even most demons. His skin was a shade of brown, like ancient bark, and his muscles were like ridges of stone. His eyes burned with the intensity of someone who had seen countless battles and emerged victorious every time.
4. The giant raised his arm to the sky, letting out a mighty roar. "I am Tharok, the unchallenged champion of the Giant Race!" His voice boomed across the arena, shaking the very air around them. The crowd responded with a mix of admiration and fear. "I have fought and defeated 237 warriors in this festival. No one has dared to challenge me!" Tharok's voice echoed, his chest swelling with pride. "But now, I call for the final challenge. If no one fights me, I will claim the grand prize!" Kam's eyes gleamed with amusement. He could sense the fear in the crowd. A true Giant, huh? Kam thought, his lips curling into a smile. This could be more interesting than I expected.
5. As the giant stood there, arms crossed and waiting for a challenger, a voice broke through the murmur of the crowd. "You! Yes, you!" A man pointed directly at Kam, his face full of excitement and hope. "You! You look strong! Challenge Tharok! Defeat him!" Kam looked down at the man, his crimson eyes flickering with an almost bored interest. "You think I should fight that monster?" Kam asked, his voice dripping with disdain. The crowd around the man cheered him on, urging Kam to take the challenge. "Come on! You're the one who can do it! Please, defeat him for us!" The man's desperation was palpable, and Kam couldn't help but be slightly amused.
6. Kam looked down at the man with a half-smirk. "Fine," he said nonchalantly. "Why not?" The crowd erupted into excited chatter as they realized Kam had accepted the challenge. Tharok, the giant, looked up at Kam, narrowing his eyes. A booming laugh escaped him as he cracked his knuckles. "Hah! A child dares to challenge me?" His voice was deep and mocking, and the crowd joined in with laughter. "I'll crush you, little one! You'll regret this!" Kam didn't flinch. He simply stared up at the Giant, his eyes cold and calculating.
7. "What's wrong, Tharok? You afraid?" Kam taunted, his voice oozing confidence. Tharok's eyes darkened, his smirk turning into a snarl. "You'll regret your words, child," he growled. Without another word, Tharok swung his giant fist down toward Kam, the force of the punch so immense that it created a shockwave in the air. Kam didn't move an inch. In the blink of an eye, Kam's hand shot up, and with a single finger, he stopped the massive blow dead in its tracks. The ground beneath Kam's feet cracked from the sheer force of the giant's attack, but Kam remained unfazed. He slowly looked up at Tharok, his expression filled with amusement.
8. "You really think you can fight me?" Kam said with a mocking laugh. "You have no idea what I'm capable of." Kam's eyes glowed with a demonic light as he stared up at the Giant, who was now visibly taken aback by Kam's strength. Before Tharok could react, Kam flicked his wrist, sending a shockwave of dark energy that blasted the giant backward. Tharok let out a roar of surprise as he was sent tumbling through the air, crashing into the ground with a massive tremor. The arena itself shook as the impact reverberated through the stone, leaving a large crater where Tharok had fallen.
9. The crowd gasped in horror and amazement as they watched the giant struggle to get up. Kam stood tall, unfazed, his hand still outstretched after the flick of his wrist. "Is that all you've got?" Kam called out, his voice laced with contempt. Tharok slowly pushed himself to his feet, his eyes filled with fury. "You'll pay for that, little demon!" he roared. But even as the giant stood, his body shaking with anger, Kam didn't flinch. "Come on," Kam taunted. "What's the matter, Tharok? Getting tired?"
10. Tharok bellowed again and charged, his massive frame moving with surprising speed. He swung a punch with the full force of his body behind it, the wind from the blow tearing through the air. Kam sidestepped effortlessly, avoiding the strike with ease. "You're slow, old man," Kam sneered. "Let me show you what true power looks like." Kam's eyes flashed with dark energy, and in a split second, his hand shot out, grabbing Tharok by the wrist. With a swift twist, Kam slammed the giant into the ground once more, sending another shockwave that shattered the stone beneath them.
11. The crowd was in shock, unable to believe what they were witnessing. The mighty champion of the Giants, defeated with a flick of a wrist and a few blows. Tharok, groaning in pain, struggled to rise again, but Kam's foot pressed down on his chest, pinning him to the earth. "This is the mighty Tharok?" Kam said, his voice dripping with mockery. "What a disappointment." Tharok let out a roar of frustration, but it was clear he was no match for Kam's overwhelming power. Kam's eyes glowed as he prepared to end the battle.
12. "You're finished," Kam said coldly, as a surge of demonic energy enveloped his body. The crowd fell silent, watching in awe and fear. Kam raised his hand toward Tharok, gathering a sphere of dark energy in his palm. With a single motion, he unleashed the blast, sending it spiraling toward the giant. The energy struck Tharok's body with immense force, creating an explosion that rocked the arena to its very core. When the dust cleared, Tharok lay motionless, his body scorched and broken, unable to continue the fight.
13. Kam stood over the fallen giant, his eyes cold and unfeeling. The crowd was silent, too stunned to react at first. Kam turned away, unfazed by the silence or the fear in the air. "I'm done here," he said simply, spreading his wings wide. "This place is pathetic." With that, Kam soared into the air, leaving the arena and its stunned inhabitants behind. The sound of the cheering crowd, the defeated giant, and the tremors of Kam's power slowly faded into the distance.