Zoro Physique Novels & Stories

He turned, and Lila's breath caught. Goran was not merely large; he was monumental. He stood a head and shoulders taller than her, his body a testament to raw, primal power. His chest was a wall of muscle, dusted with dark hair that trailed down a ridged abdomen to where it disappeared into the waistband of his simple work trousers. His biceps were thicker than her thighs, veins standing out like ropes. His face was brutishly handsome, a strong jaw shadowed with stubble, a nose that had been broken and healed crookedly, and eyes the color of flint that fixed on her with immediate, unnerving intensity.

Her accuracy was a natural talent, and she had a knack for easily hitting moving targets. Listening to Zen’s bragging about the owner of those gargoyle nails, Ben set the material aside. They made good barrels for the rifle. However, it was better to see the adventurers in person before designing the weapon. None of Zen’s party members sounded like typical adventurers. The mad lad in question was also a special case. “What about shield bow user?” Helpfully, the gamer described how much Oritha could lift at the gym. Besides her monstrous appetite and muscles, the Amazonian was good at archery, even if he had not seen it yet.

''Darling if you were all of those things all at once you would be flat on your face but it's a good thing you are so strong and big and brave'' Riz replied sweetly arching a perfect shoulder, everything about her was so perfect it brought out all her own imperfections. Her hair was a wet and tangled nightmare, her shirt a ragged torn affair ripped from shoulder to cuff where Sikorra's rotten wooden sword had snagged the previous night and there was an ugly purple bruise peeking from the left hip of her trousers, the sun had sent a merciless scattering of freckles to dot her nose and cheeks, meanwhile Riz who she had been sparring with since dawn was as clean and put together as if she had j

When he raised his hand, a golden sword apparition rushed toward Zacho from his sword. Even though it was only a sword apparition, its power was astounding. Zacho's face shifted dramatically. He quickly activated all the internal energy in his body and integrated it into his longsword, attempting to block the blow. The golden sword apparition slammed into Zacho's longsword in the next second. Zacho screamed and spat blood from his mouth. He was launched more than 100 meters backward and eventually collided with a stone pillar, sliding down softly. Zacho spat out another mouthful of blood after landing on the ground. His face was deathly pale, and he appeared frail.