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Shout of Earth
A crisp layer of frost, not unheard of in early spring, blanketed the dappled green and yellow grass. Every tree, though fringed with new leaves at the prospect of coming warmth and sun, had fallen silent and still. Freezing rain had fallen the night before, covering all of nature in an icy glaze. Very little of it seemed real, so idyllic were the crystalline ice the brilliant white, except for the frost that had been turned red by blood.
In the middle of the expanse, among the thinly-scattered trees, a giant shape heaved. Around him lay two bodies, one an ungainly heap swaddled in brilliant crimson silks and a dying fire, the other flat on his back and trying in vain to keep his life from leaking any farther into the frigid valley air. The scene would have seemed like a quiet tragedy if not for the hideous blackness that marred the pale landscape. Be it with black or white, nature would soon claim the lives of the fallen, unless the kneeling titan could seize the moments that remained.
He knew it, too. Teeth bared like an animal, the giant rose to his feet, pulling a massive club from the ground and resting it on his shoulder. Out from between the trees, the hungry wolves raced, accepting the challenge. As one they leaped, deadly claws extended, their large prey seconds away from becoming a large corpse.
Then the titan’s club flew in from the side and careened into all three at once, shattering their bones and sending the ragged black pelts that remained away into the trees.He leaped forward, detaching the handle from his club as he did. With colossal strength he threw the pillar portion down, crushing one snarling beowolf beneath its weight. Then its friends joined in, coming from every angle. The giant lashed out again and again, in every direction, with his the pipelike handle, battering skulls and breaking limbs to the tune of metallic
konks. When a wolf sprang at him from behind, it did not escape his notice, and with his foot he flipped up the club head to catch his assailant in the air. Stunned, it stumbled back, and the giant kicked the now-upright club head straight at it to plow the beowolf over.
His eyes burned to see two beowolves looming, predatory, over the bodies of his fallen comrades, and he held out a hand. With an indigo force they were sucked toward him, and he jumped forward with a roundhouse kick that bent one over, followed by a sidekick to the other one’s chest. Before either could back away, he grabbed the first wolf by the next and jumped, falling on his rear but slamming the beast into the frosted earth with enough raw power to embed it in the hard soil. When the other landed on him as he was getting up, he threw himself backward, slamming the helpless Grimm beneath his bulk into the ground. Rolling backward onto his feet, he stepped forward to knock a fresh beowolf sideways, then crush it down with his show when it tried to rise. Another pair attacked, their claws raking off his aura. Grinning darkly, the giant whipped around in a massive hook punch to separate them before he treated both to a brutal clobbering, alternating between one and the other with surprising speed and accuracy before hopping upward and delivering a dropkick, one leg for each, that sent them tumbling away.
For a moment, all was quiet. Then the sound of a great one’s footsteps echoed through the silver silence.The giant had known better than to let down his guard. He thundered forward to grab the club head and reattach it before turning around to see an improbably enormous creep. Truly a magnificent representative of its species, this creep stood at the height of an Ursa Major, covered in enough bone plates and spikes to make it seem like a bizarre, bipedal mech. This ancient monster stepped over the bodies of the giant’s dying comrades, seemingly intent on the battle. Willing to oblige, the human took off running toward it, raising the club overhead for a huge smash. Faster than the giant could correct himself, the creep span around, slapping him with its heavy tail. The sheer force lay him out sideways, sprawled on the bitterly cold white, and the creep rumbled forward to crush him beneath its clawed foot. Seeing this, the giant gathered himself into a ball before kicking out with both legs directly upward.
For a moment the beast was stunned, trying to stave off the death sentence that was falling down. Despite his cumbersome size and weight, the giant executed a passable ukemi, and brought his great club into batting position. Before the creep could fully regain its balance, the man swung his weapon, pulling the switch at its base at the same time.
"Rrragh!" Metal hit flesh with a resounding crack; a sound and feeling that could make even bystanders wince. Roaring, the creep shot several hundred feet straight upward, the force the impact shattering the icy glaze on every tree nearby. The giant replaced the club on his shoulder and shaded his eyes as he watched the Grimm fly, but at the tip of its flight he reached down for his belt and withdrew a remote. One button press later, and the airborne creep exploded violently, showering the frozen forest with smoking chunks and bits of rock.
After one more second of watching, he hurried to his allies, placing the weapon in a crude harness on his back.
”Alright, alright. Here, I’ve gotcha. We’ll be back in town in no time.” Carrying both at once, he rushed off into the trees, leaving behind a cap emblazoned with three towers sitting in the snow.
”Hey,” his voice filtered through the crisp air.
”I hope one of youse still conscious. That was a hell of a shot—a hell of a shot.”
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