Under Garen's provocation, Jack's elephant head was completely consumed by blazing fury.
"Die!"
With an enraged roar, Jack violently swung his head, lashing out with a massive trunk nearly as thick as Garen's entire body.
Using his trunk as his primary weapon looked rather comical.
Yet this attack was several times more powerful than the iron fists Jack swung in human form.
Besides the immense boost in strength brought by Zoan transformation, an elephant's trunk consisted entirely of muscle. It was flexible without lacking power, supple without sacrificing toughness, and far superior to a human fist in terms of force generation.
The instant Jack struck with his trunk, it broke the sound barrier, setting off a deafening sonic boom right before Garen.
But in order to fully experience the force of Jack's attack, Garen chose to block it head-on as he had before.
In the end, the blade collided with the elephant's trunk.
Thunder erupted across the flat ground.
Amid the raging winds, the ground, which had barely had time to catch its breath, was ravaged once more, forcibly compressed and warped like a lump of clay.
The greatsword and trunk pressed tightly against each other, engaging in the most primitive, fundamental, and utterly unadorned contest of strength.
Immense power continued to clash in that standstill, while only the ever-sinking, distorting earth silently testified to the terror of this man and elephant.
Garen's feet still did not retreat.
However, his body inevitably trembled slightly.
Clearly, Jack's transformation had indeed granted him enough of a boost in strength to make up for the gap between himself and Garen.
"A transformation enhancement?"
While pitting his greatsword against Jack's strength, Garen carefully examined the spell fragment that had just dropped beside Jack and pondered:
His own strength was already greater than Jack's, to