Jordan looked on in horror as the giant looked down at Vince, his arm bleeding profusely as he struggled to keep his eyes open.  The giant was dressed simply, a brown travelers cloak with a hood being all he wore.  However, he seemed to radiate with den, and the sword above him appeared to be controlled by him telepathically.


    I’ll hold off the giant and escape once you two have some distance between us.” Bryn said, digging into his bag and pulling out 3 red potions.


    “Give me a sword, I can’t afford to get close enough to inject him with the watch, but putting a paralyze additive on this should work.” Bryn said, Jordan nodding and handing one of his swords over.He scooped the potions into his bag, and closed his eyes, the fog instantly pouring back out of him.He opened his eyes and peeked at the number in the corner of his vision.


    Distract him, escape, and we’ll get back to town.We can’t beat him until we recover, a spirit sword barbarian is at minimum level 14.” Jordan said as the fog formed a mask over his nose and mouth.


    The blade narrowly missed Jordan’s head, and he raced in the direction of Dregmoor.The giant looked on, his expression unchanging and his demonic eyes unblinking.He wore no armor, his bare chest wasan olive green color and bulged with mass. His brown cloth pants were torn in random spots, though he didn’t appear injured at all.As Jordan raced ahead, the giant’s voice boomed as he pointed in their direction.


    You had no idea who you were dealing with you insignificant idiots!” He screamed as the floating sword jetted after the pair.Before it went too far, the sword was hit by a glass vial, a small fireball enveloping it immediately after.The sword fell to the ground as Jordan and Vince disappeared down the path, and the giant looked over at where the explosion had come from.


    Though he stared unblinking as he locked eyes with his opponent, his mind was filled with nothing but fear.Obviously he wouldn’t be able to beat this guy, but would he even be able to escape?


    The adventurers protecting the town from the scary bandits.If you knew what was behind the doors of Everwatch, what we do would seem like child’s play” he said, his voice dripping with spite.


    What was he talking about?


    He snapped his fingers and the sword began floating around without his guidance, as if it was independently controlling itself.He reached to his back and pulled 2 enormous great swords , holding one in each hand.Bryn felt a chill run down his spine, as fighters with incredible strength would barely be able to use one of those with 2 hands, and he gripped one in each fist as if they were feathers.


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    He looked ahead at Bryn, his once brown eyes a blood red color.“You set my home on fire and attacked my crew.” He said, slowly walking towards Bryn. “I will slaughter you and that entire village like I should have done in the first place!” He screamed, his voice taking on a demonic deepness.


    What began as slow steps turned to a sprint with super powered speed, the strides of the giant carrying him a dozen feet per step.


    His only hope would have been to inject multiple high level enhancement potions and outrun him, but no amount of potions would make up for this difference in quickness.Bryn stood still and held up his sword.“If I can hit him at all, the paralyze additive might buy Jordan enough time to get back to Dregmoor.” He whispered, gulping and charging forward as the giant’s quick steps caused the ground to rumble.


    “Even closer actually” the voice said as if answering the doubts forming in Bryn’s mind.As he thrust his sword toward the approaching giant, a white light enveloped his entire body.The light expanded rapidly, and Bryn heard a loud boom before being knocked back several dozen feet.


    As he got up to his feet, he blinked his eyes repeatedly as he tried to adjust his vision.The giant was still standing, though had been pushed back and was sporting several burn marks on his arm.Bryn looked down at his own body, half expecting to see his own burn marks despite the lack of pain.Instead, he saw that his clothes had been changed to a set of steel armor painted to be eggshell white.He looked at the sword he held in his hand and it had transformed as well.Instead of the decent quality blade Jordan had bought in Zyphtal, a pristine white and gold blade, with the cross guard in the shape of golden wings had taken its place.As he walked forward, he felt another presence inside his body.


    Well let’s just say some people where I’m from thought I would be a good fit with your friend, but I think you and I work together better.I had to take over completely last time since our connection was so weak, but now that I’ve gotten more used to you I think we can work together.” The voice said, its tone sounding similar to a young man, perhaps early 20’s.


    The black flames licked from his blades, and the glowing sword above him followed at a similarly breakneck speed.His face was radiating with anger, and his eyes were deadlocked on Bryn.


    I’m not going to tell you to trust someone you just met that also invaded your body, but I also don’t think you have that much of a choice.The base form of our connection makes you about as strong as a level 6 fighter, he’d slaughter you.If I take over, I’d find it very unlikely that I’d lose.” The voice said.


    As he approached Bryn, he saw him say two words before he began to swing down.


    As the giant looked down at what had blocked his attack, he saw a pair of eyes staring back at him.Though as his opponent pushed him back with an unnatural amount of force, the giant looked back at an unfamiliar enemy.


    An aura of white energy flowed around him, the mud below him slowly melting from a solid to a liquid once the heat enveloped it.As he strode forward, the flaming white energy around Bryn’s head covered his face completely and began reforming.As it continued to swirl, he started sprinting forward and leaped into the air.As he reached the apex of his jump roughly 15 feet in the air, the giant looked up and could have sworn he saw a pair of massive white wings dozens of feet wide flash behind Bryn before he dove down.


    He raised his blade and swung down as he approached his target.The giant held his weapons up and yelled a mighty battle cry as the blades met, and the magical energy crackled through the marshlands.The giant looked at his opponent and felt fear for the first time that day, as Bryn’s head had formed into the shape of a flaming celestial raptor that screamed with fury.