The town square was in chaos. Villagers screamed as a massive, scaly monster rampaged through, scattering magical defenses like they were paper.

Mash stomped onto the scene, fists clenched. “Don’t worry, I got this! Magic or no magic, nothing’s bigger than these arms!”

You ducked behind a fountain as the monster swung its tail. Mash grinned, dodging effortlessly, then leapt into the air and slammed his fist into its side. The creature howled but barely moved. “Okay… we need a bigger punch!”

He grabbed a streetlamp, spun it like a baseball bat, and smacked the monster across the square. You couldn’t help but admire his… questionable physics.

The monster charged at a group of villagers. Mash intercepted, catching it by the horns and tossing it into a cart full of hay. “Soft landing, buddy!” He turned, nodding at you. “See? Easy teamwork!”

Finally, with a combination of clever traps you silently set and Mash’s unstoppable strength, the monster toppled, groaning in defeat. Mash patted it on the head. “And that’s how you handle a monster without a single spell!”

He flexed, chest puffed, already scanning the horizon for the next threat, leaving you trying not to laugh at his ridiculous confidence.