An Owl's Rise



"Gahahaha! Do you think that poor imitation of my power is going to work! Just getting bigger is not going to intimate me or change the fact you are so much weaker than me!" The gargantuan hooded man said as he bellowed with laughter. 

Otis's sand titan spell had allowed him to create a statue out of sand large even larger than his opponent, but the hooded man did not look impressed.

Clearly, he thought of Otis' last-ditch effort as nothing more than the struggle of a weakling trying to imitate him.

Of course, Otis knew he could never win, especially not this way. He just needed to put his faith in Evelyna and buy some time.

From inside his sand titan, Otis raised up his massive fist and swung down on the giant man. 

"Is that the best you can do."

Without any urgency the hooded man swung his left arm and backhanded Otis' arm away. 

Sand sprayed in all directions as Otis' arm of sand was completely destroyed. He could not hold his magic together under the pressure of the immense force caused by his enemy's slap.

Nevertheless, this was a part of his plan. The more sand spread in the air, the less visibility there would be, giving Evelyn a better chance of launching her sneak attack when she was ready.

Sending out more magical energy, Otis created more sand and in an instant is destroyed arm had recovered.

"That's cute. But how much can your doll take." 

Otis, sensing that a big attack was coming, brought his arms and legs up in a defensive posture and braced for impact.

The hooded man had coalesced a large amount of magical energy into his hands, and he clapped them together and sent a devastating shockwave towards Otis.

Gritting his teeth, Otis strained to hold his spell together as he felt the sand being blown apart by the intense wave of magical energy that had just hit him.

He managed to come out with his sand titan's limbs only being mostly deformed and immediately went to work on restoring them.

"BOOM!"

Unfortunately, before he could recover, he was struck by a powerful impact that sent him rocketing away and barely holding onto the form of his spell.

While his adversary had been playing around at the beginning to see how strong Otis was, now he was going for the kill and giving him no time to rest.

'He's close.'

Instinctively Otis could feel the looming threat of death approaching him rapidly. He had managed to survive two hits, but he knew that another would break his spell and leave him defenseless.

'Disperse.'

Right before the next attack came, Otis dropped what remained of his spell and turned it into a cloud of sand to confuse his enemy.

He then slammed himself with his own magic in order to gain a burst of speed he could not safely conjure.

Pain assaulted him, but he knew it was coming and it was better to cause a bit of damage to himself than to be battered around by the giant man that wanted to kill him.

As he gained distance, Otis cast his spell once again and surrounded himself with another sand titan.

This time though, he did not try to keep his distance but rushed in just as the hooded man left the large cloud of sand.

Clasping both of his hands together, Otis struck down onto his enemy with the full force that his spell could muster.

The man held up his own arms to block, and Otis felt an impact shake his sand titan.

His arms blew apart from the impact, but he had managed to knock the hooded man a bit away with his attack.

There was no visible damage that he could see, but he had been expecting that. Even if this man sat around and let Otis wail on him, he would not get so much as a scratch. 

'I can't break his skin and the force of my attacks don't seem to be enough to hurt him internally either. Just got to keep attacking and knock him around for as long as I can.' Otis thought, focusing on single mindedly fighting.

When he had let up to see how his adversary would react, he had almost been defeated in a few blows. Otis knew he needed to keep on the defensive and not worry how much damage his titan incurred.

Swooping down he launched a roundhouse kick and smashed into his opponent once again.

This time his leg shattered and scattered into fine particles, but that was fine, he had already moved onto the next attack.

He had focused on recovering only a single arm and though it was still rough and incomplete he swung it with reckless abandon.

"That is enough."

Obviously fed up with Otis' futile resistance, the hooded man stuck out with a series of fast punches and blew a hole in the torso of Otis' sand titan as well as took of its head.

These were the areas that the hooded man figured Otis was most likely to be operating his magic from. Which is exactly why Otis had not been in either location.

Instead, he had been hiding close to the right shoulder of his sand titan. It made his visualization a bit more difficult, but he was certainly safer in an atypical location to be attacked.

'I figured he might think might titan has the same weak points as a person. Too bad for him that is not the case.'

For an instant his enemy looked baffled to not have found what he was expecting, and Otis brought up his remaining leg and kicked the man away.

His final limb shattered on impact, but Otis did not stop. He frantically began reforming his sand titan and prepared for the next engagement.

It was not a second later that he received a signal from Evelyn. She had launched a gust of wind at him to indicate that she was ready. He just needed to give her the best opportunity to strike.

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