Chapter 10- MORE POWER!
Then the smell hit Yuuta.
The rancid stench of burnt flesh, cooked guts, and melted armor clung to the air like rot on wet wood. Blood mist slowly drifted in the canyon breeze, casting a faint red haze across the battlefield. Yuuta, hunched at the shattered slab of rock that had saved his slimy ass.
"Disgusting piece of shit" Yuuta said, staggering forward on his two stubby frog legs.
He made his way across the battlefield, his steps wet and squishy from the blood-soaked ground. Shards of bone and smears of intestine decorated his path like the worst kind of confetti. But Yuuta didn’t care—not when his frog eyes sparkled with something far more important.
Gold.
A shimmering pile of coins littered the debris like treasure scattered from a dragon’s hoard. Next to them, floating just a few inches off the bloodied ground, were dozens of glowing orbs—XP balls, the size of bowling balls, pulsating with soft blue light.
Yuuta’s jaw practically unhinged.
"Oh Fuck Yes."
He sprinted forward like a cracked-out frog on steroids. His movements were fast, erratic, flailing even—like watching a sock puppet getting possessed mid-air—but he didn’t give a shit. For a normal person watching, it would’ve been either hilariously absurd or terrifyingly cursed.
But for Yuuta?
It was a damn victory parade.