Life of Maverick: In the Land of Giant Man Eaters

-Chapter 3: A Scout Named Moses-

Somewhere deep in the Forest of Giant Trees

'These giants are both the stupidest and most persistent bunch that I've ever met...' He thought as he swung his mace, completely obliterating the head of another said stupid giant.

He had been keeping these giants at bay for quite a while now, so long that the clouds above the forest began to darken, and rain had begun to downpour. He didn't seem to mind nor care about the change in weather, as he was completely focused on the multiple threats around him. While they weren't the brightest bunch, they made up for it in numbers. That and the fact that even a blow to the head didn't seem to keep them down.

"Damn regenerators..." He cursed as he saw a few of the fallen begin to rise again, their steaming heads slowly growing back. He ran to the nearest one and swung his mace again, this time destroying the area of the head completely. It seemed to work as the corpse stopped twitching and began to disintegrate right before him.

"There we go! That's the ticket!" He shouted as he finally found the weakness. He couldn't help but smile at this small accomplishment.

With this newfound knowledge he continued on his path of carnage, crippling the legs of any giant that got too close and with all his might, then turned them into headless, neckless, steaming corpses. As he tore his way through the horde, he noticed in the corner of his eye, an oddball among their ranks.

It moved on all fours, its limbs bending in a most unnatural way.

It stalked its way around the forest in the back of the rest of the group.

Its eyes were focused on him at all times, as if they were the only two beings on this earth.

"Look like we got a special case here." In truth he had noticed him much earlier seeing as it was the only giant that didn't immediately run after him at first sight. No, this "abnormal" seemed to be bidding its time, waiting for the right opportunity to strike. Seemed like it found one as it suddenly leap straight for the marked man right as he turned his back to it, its mouth was wide open ready to swallow him whole, only for its head area to meet and explode against hard and enchanted obsidian, as the man jumped a great length in the air and brought down the thunder.

With the oddball down, the marked man quickly ran up a tree just as another one leapt at him. He scaled up a branch to see that were only a few left standing, and how fortunate that they were gathered in one singular area, straight below him. Seeing them all bunched up gave the man and idea.

"Let's see now, eeny, meeny, miny, Y O U!" He pointed at one in the center and while raising his morning star he jumped down from the tree with a front flip. Using the momentum, he spun his way downward towards the awaiting giant, its mouth wide open to receive a tasty meal. Instead of flesh the giants mouth made contact with an odd cold taste, before its entire upper body exploded in a fountain of blood and bone, the force of the impact creating a shockwave that sent the nearby giants stumbling back and falling flat on their backs.

The marked warrior rose from the steaming remains and with a glowing flash, raced towards the incapacitated giants, finishing them off before they got the chance to get back on their feet. With the threats taken care of, he looked around him to see the steaming trail of skeletal corpses he left behind. Even as the rain still poured down, it didn't look like the bodies would cool down anytime soon.

"Hah! Still got the touch!" He rested his weapon on his shoulder and stood proudly at his work, proud to see that he was still capable of accomplishing such feats.