“I've got some scraps…”

As she proudly said these joking words, Selera pushed open the door, revealing an immense chamber of various discarded steel and other countless metals, before she spoke to him happily, “You can take all you can carry. Hehe…”

As Terran stood there, he slowly stepped into the chamber, walked over to a table, looked at the odd invention laying atop it, something akin to a crossbow without the ballistic limbs for propulsion, as Terran simply held it in his hand, observing it lightly, as he absorbed it, fully incorporating the material into his being, contemplating its design within, as he pointed his hand towards the furthest wall, manipulated a portion of his mass into reconstructing the contraption back, holding it tightly in his grasp.

And then, as Terran held the odd invention, he aimed it far, and with a distinct lack of knowledge of its intended function, he launched an orb of suddenly molten steel nearly five hundred miles a second, as it smashed through the wall, embedding itself into the dirt by a few thousand feet, as Selera stared on in awe, as her incomplete thoughts were put into use, directly in front of her eyes.

And then, as Terran walked to the next table, he saw it scattered with scraps of steel and whatnot, but nothing too important, as he simply incorporated its weight into his form, simply gaining a few more pounds of steel shrapnel, as he looked around the chamber once more, before looking back at Selera, finding an expression that could mostly be described as bliss, as he slowly moved throughout the chamber, gathering hundreds of pounds in mass, and gathering countless ideas, leaving him in a slightly perturbed state.

Then, nearly an hour after, as Terran stood at the end of the room, an amorphous mass of over five thousand pounds, now consisting of mostly steel clay, miniscule part mythril, another larger part gold, well over twenty metals, most of which Terran hadn’t the slightest ideas of their names or functions, but all the same, they were within his being.

And Selera, standing at the brink of the door, mumbled to herself under her breath, “And I was looking for a way to dispose of the scraps… Hehe…” A passionate laugh burst free from her ruby red lips, as she started walking over to Terran, followed shortly after by Haruo, and a drowsy, slow stepping Elyrah, as she simply followed along with them, finally reaching Terran at the end of the immense chamber. Then, as Selera stood beside him, Elyrah slowly sulked over to Terran, before waiting a second, and then becoming engulfed within his soft, cool, steely embrace, and soon thereafter, came the moans and screams, though it was dampened by his sheer state of being.

Then, as Terran stood at the edge of the chamber, accompanied by the beautiful women around and within him, Selera began to speak, but before a single word left her mouth, a heavy thumping began resounding around the entirety of the underground area, the entirety of Selera’s basement complex began shuddering about from the steps of some giant creatures or another.

“What do they think they’re doing? Who’s invading?” Selera half jokingly asked, as she stared at Terran’s titanic form, tapping her fingers anxiously, pondering what was occurring above ground, the ever approaching thunderous steps leaving her slowly crawling over to Terran, an expression of fear and sorrow, at her home being shaken under the torrential forces of the footsteps emanating through the ground.

But then, suddenly, across the immense chamber, through the door that’d been left open, a rumbling was heard, and finally, the ceiling fell through, revealing the immense forms of over fifty Orcs, one thirteen foot tall standing at the lead, turning around randomly, before pointing towards Selera, and glared at her with lust filled eyes.

Terran, seeing the terror and devastation within Selera’s eyes at everything she’s known being invaded, he stood from the odd mass he was in, over seventeen feet tall, a truly hulking mass thousands of pounds, of steel and of clay and various other materials that are ultimately detrimental to living, when Terran wants them to be. Then, in that spirit, Terran took a single step forward, as he raised an arm, formed a hammer with his mass, and smashed through the stubborn forms of five Orcs, utterly demolishing them all, leaving nothing but a pile of mush and bones, only some of which weren’t broken.

Then, as the Orcs saw the monstrous form of Terran standing before them, he decided something quite simply, everyone will die. All the orcs, at the very least, as Terran saw the tears in Selera’s eyes, watching on as the Orcs demolished her home, and in response, Terran took aim with his hand, and after a second, a supersonic burst of steel, piercing the skull of an Orc, leaving him in a crumpled heap, as Terran followed suit with five other shots, each taking down another Orc.