Back to Boruk. After several hours of lifting iron, the orc who could have seemed inexhaustible was now showing signs of fatigue. His movements were becoming less fluid, and each lift of the weight was accompanied by a low grunt. The bar seemed to get heavier with each repetition, and he found it increasingly difficult to maintain his grip.
Sweat trickled down his forehead and massive arms, falling in drops to the ground at regular intervals. His hands, clammy and red, struggled to grip the bar. Pain crept into his palms, a burn caused by the prolonged effort and the constant friction of the metal. His mouth was drying out from the intense effort. A persistent thirst was starting to set in, but Boruk did not want to stop. Not now. He inhaled sharply, persisting in his movements, refusing to let fatigue, dehydration or worse, his libido take over.
“Grr... Just... one... last one…” he groaned between two labored breaths. His gaze hardened, but even he could not deny that his body was reaching its limits. Yet he persisted, chaining the movements together with an extraordinary will.
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