... Searching for an exit from the enemy's castle, Blade continued through the maze of hallways. Turning around a corner, he realized he had entered the training room of the imperial guard.

The gigantic Zarg, captain of the guard, apparently just finished working out with the stones in different sizes lying around. For a moment, Blade and Zarg stared at each other. Zarg was huge, Blade thought. Standing at 6'3 and weighing in at roughly 220 pound of pure muscle, the dark haired warrior was a magnificent example of manhood in his prime.

Blade noticed the black curly hair on the muscular arched chest which ran down to part a beautiful rock-hard six-pack, disappearing under a short loincloth, which left most of Zarg's tree-trunk hairy legs uncovered.

Blade, although equal in size, was a bit less massive than Zarg, and his face was not quite as brutal as Zarg's. Zarg now grinned and grabbed a broad dagger from the floor. Legs spread and slightly crouched in the stance of the experienced fighter, he slapped his muscular chest in defiance of Blade, challenging the intruder.

Blade gripped his own dagger harder and met the muscular giant in the middle of the room. „I will kill you son of a bitch and rip your heart out," Zarg roared while lounging with his dagger, swiping it close to Blade's muscular chest.

Barely avoiding the stroke, Blade lashed out with his own weapon, forcing Zarg to withdraw. Both fighters lashed at each other, carefully trying to avoid their opponent's steel. Blade had seen Zarg triumph over many other fighters, posing over defeated opponents, shredding their chests and abs with his sword, ripping their hearts out and sticking them on his sword, drunk with victory lust.

Blade knew that Zarg was strong as a bull, and decided to try and surprise Zarg. Instead of stepping back to avoid Zarg's next sudden charge, Blade stepped towards his hardbodied challenger, twisting only aside to avoid the blade, which nevertheless cut the skin on his side as zarg's dagger and arm went in between Blade's arm and torso. Blade could feel the sweat on his foes strong muscled chest and abs as well as Zarg's cock swollen with battle-lust, as the two men's bodies touched.

Pressing his arm to his side to keep Zarg's muscular arm from withdrawing, Blade kneed the hairy bull of a man quickly into his balls. Zarg groaned in surprise, bending forwards. For a second, Zarg was too occupied with the pain in his crushed manhood to use his dagger, and Blade put his left hand on his opponents thickly muscled arching right chest, pushing the groaning and swearing fighter up, only to set aim on his defenseless hairy abs and chest.

Striking hard, Blade buried his dagger between the muscular sweaty chest and the upper part of the hard abdominal muscles. The momentum helped pierce the walls of muscle protecting the warriors inner organs, burying the blade to the hilt. As Blade could feel the cold steel pierce and then slice through muscle, the muscular hairy giant arched his upper body with a loud, throaty ARRRRRGHHHH! Zarg's eyes opened wide, looking at his opponent, while he registered the unbearable white hot pain in his proud chest with surprise.

From the feeling of the blade going in and the hearty grunt and wideopen eyes of his foe, Blade could tell he had hit the man deep in his life and pride. Zarg's mighty hairy hands dropped his own blade and fastened themselves around Blade's right hand, who held the hilt of the blade in the magnificent sweaty chest. While Blade brought his left arm around the giant's back, his palm on the straining back muscles, he moved closer, feeling his hard cock touching Zarg's crushed manhood, feeling Zarg's breath hot in his face.

Arrghhh, groaned Zarg once more, trying to rip the hot steel out of his mighty chest. „You bastard," he grunted, „I will kill you for this!" Blade only grinned, feeling his chest and cock both swell from fighting-lust mixed with victory-pride. Here was this muscular proud macho, who had butchered so many strong men, empaled by his steel...Blade could feel the big strong warrior's heart muscle twitch and quiver on the hot steel, fighting to keep up beating blood into the muscular warrior's body.

Blade realized that Zarg did not have the strength anymore to rip the cold steel out of his burning chest.

"Bastard, I will crush your throat!" Zarg groaned suddenly, moving his hands to Blade's throat. But Blade only smiled:

"Try it, if your heart is strong enough, tough boy!" Looking deep into his opponents eyes, Blade abruptly twisted the steel blade buried in the muscular fighter's chest.

AAAAAAARR the giant warrior grunted, raising on his toes and opening and closing his hairy paws as his tough purple heartmuscle was cut in two.

AGH AAAAAGh AAHg!!!!! Zarg burped blood bubbles, realizing he would be dead meat in a few seconds. Blade brought his left hand from the warrior's broad back and put the palm of it on the muscular hairy right chest, feeling the mighty bosom beginning to quiver and quiver.

"You wanted to kill me..but I defeated you and busted your tough heart, Boy..now take what u wanted to give out like a man" Blade said and began to slowly withdraw the blade. Zarg, who had been trying to draw his enemies steel out of his chest till then now tried to reverse, realizing his life was over the moment his foe drew it out. But his big hands did not have the strength to hold back the dagger which Blade pulled slowly out, with Zargs chest arching.

AAAAAAAAAAAaghhhhh! A geyser of hot heart blood pulsed out of the hole in the muscular torso, spraying both, the defeated bull and his conqueror. Zarg gurgled and looked down at his once magnificent proud, but now quivering chest, his knees slowly giving, the giant's body sinking down on his knees, his lips brushing Blade's hard cock as if kissing his conqueror's manhood.Blade slapped Zarg's brutal face so hard the muscular body fell on his back, his heels drumming on the floor in dying convulsions, his hips in the air as his body arched in his last throes.

Moving the sole of his foot on the muscular quivering chest of his defeated opponent, his chest swollen with pride, Blade could feel the strong heart's last efforts to beat till one shudder ran through the mighty body, Zarg finally surrendering his life to Blade.