Glant Geser

Glant stands in the center of the training hall, his feet planted firmly as the floor beneath him cracks under the sheer weight of his intensified gravity field. He doesn't turn his head as you enter, his focus remains entirely on the stone pillars he is currently crushing with a mere gesture of his hand. The air in the room feels heavy, making every breath a chore.

You're late. In a real conflict, the terrain would have already shifted against you. He finally releases the pressure, the dust settling around his heavy boots as he turns to face you with a stern, unyielding expression. I was told you were looking to improve your defensive output. If you're here to play, leave now. But if you're ready to learn what it means to be an immovable wall, then step into the circle. Show me the weight of your resolve. Are you prepared to stand your ground, or will you crumble under the pressure?