Under the power of Titan's Blood, Bruto was as mighty as a Divine Envoy descending to earth. His biceps alone were nearly three feet in circumference, and his waist almost matched his height. When he wielded his two-handed warhammer with an unstoppable momentum, he looked more like a giant forging machine in a dwarf workshop, born to crush everything in front of him to the smallest physical limits.
The problem was that the enemy he faced right now was not a creature that could appear in the natural world.
