"Alright."
Sylas took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, he was already gone.
He appeared before the first giant in a flash, a blade dancing through the air right toward him.
His legs dropped, and he ducked down beneath it, his fist accelerating as he flexed his quads in an explosive upward movement.
Every time he fought, he felt like his control over his body reached a new realm. He didn't pause for a single moment as his fist ripped through the giant's chest, leaving a gaping wound.
With a fluid motion, he snatched the spear in the giant's hand out of the air, tossing it to the skies. He spun, unleashing a kick at its butt and sending it soaring right toward the second.
BANG!
The spear burst in the air, a rain of ash falling down. The sight of the giant was obscured, and it only cleared in time to see a 6'3" freight train barreling through it.
