The Giant stumbled backwards, eyes widening in shock from the blow. His knees started to buckle, but the man caught himself before he could fall. The second blow struck his face, jerking him up before forcing him to stumble back again. The crowds were silent. The champion was being beaten back by a new guy who seemed to barely be able to fight.

He wasn't done, though. The man straightened up, gritting his teeth as he looked to his opponent. "No more playing around then. I'll show you what you've gotten yourself into, punk," he growled, lowering his shoulders before shooting towards him. The man was surprisingly quick for his size.

In that instant, the images came again and Jack was able to move as the visions came this time. The champ shot his arm out, trying to punch Jack. The boy was able to sidestep that, twisting around it before launching himself up with surprising ease to avoid the second hand from catching him. With a quick twist, his heel came down on the man's face...only to be met with what felt like a wall of sheer stone. Immovable. Powerful. It stung like a bitch too. The visions stopped at that moment and the man's fist came barreling into Jack's side.

No, that didn't feel like stone at all. It was more like...metal. Iron. The blow sent the challenger toppling to the ground, his ribs feeling like it would break with the next strike, if it hadn't already.