(Frogg's Perspective)
"You're dead!"
As Frogg heard the rage-filled shout of her brother, she was immediately drawn from her daze, or at least as much as her body allowed her to be.
There was only so much that someone could recover from an orgasm in a short time, and since she had never felt one before, she wasn't sure what to do.
She rose to a seated position and glanced over just in time to see her brother and the giant clashing weapons.
Her brother wielded his trusty wooden club that he had stolen from a fellow goblin in a cave, whilst the giant only used his fist.
Any normal man should have come out of the exchange with broken bones and blood spilling from their fists, but he was unscathed.
Instead, it was her brother, Ibukk, who came out as the loser.
