3.
Paige hit the ground, the giant switching to two hands.
Moustache butter, Vaseline? Signs of care, but not value.
Yup, she was coming back.
Looking up, her eye caught Jin dropping the fatty. The spot the giant pointed at wobbled and became liquid, the hairs on her neck stood, skin tingling.
By the time the man turned Paige was on her knees, shoulders trembling. She had no muscle. It was all bone and what tooth floss held them.
She pushed the ground, throwing her head back to lever up to her feet. She stood at an angle. Her spine barely taking the load. There was something empowering about being on one's twos, it'd do.
A lopsided grin formed, and she pushed. He took a step back and stopped.
Her smile disappeared.
She pushed again.
His robes fluttered.
She tried again but the giant was moving. Death's hand bypassed her ribcage and squeezed her lungs, twisting. The feeling was new, different, worse!
Her, a roach, eyeing a boot, impossible!
She roared, screaming.
Never her, never again.
Never
When he was less than a meter away, he rushed, side stepping a swing that failed to ignite.
Pain exploded into her head. But she wasn't lucky enough to be knocked out. His shin lodged into her stomach.
A flailing push produced nothing.
The shield raised, shattering when his knuckles spun her, nailing her to the ground, headfirst on sandy gravel.
Everything went white.
Pain knifed her skull and twisted, leaving her writhing.
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