It was a thing of beauty. A mountain given face and limb, sent forth to destroy without thought or reason. He watched it stand on a building and pop it outward like some kind of brick balloon, glass and dust exploding into the air. It had the kind of power he could only dream of possessing - maybe his Super or Hyper forms could compare to something like this. But as he stood here today, he was completely outshone by this behemoth. It made the lake monster look like a tadpole. Hell, it made every Badnik he'd ever faced look like kids toys. Even the Ifrit was a dragonfly in the face of the Colossus.
This school was his home. He wasn't born to guard this place like he had been born to guard Angel Island, but he'd chosen to do so anyway. This was his territory. This was his Island, now. And there was only one way things could play out from here.
He was going to Punch It.
He'd probably die while punching it.
It probably wouldn't even notice.
"....bring it on."
He jumped from the roof and made a mad dash towards it, fists already glowing. If today was his day to die, he'd go down swinging.
The most reasonable course of action: PUNCH EVERYTHING.
And stared.
It was a thing of beauty. A mountain given face and limb, sent forth to destroy without thought or reason. He watched it stand on a building and pop it outward like some kind of brick balloon, glass and dust exploding into the air. It had the kind of power he could only dream of possessing - maybe his Super or Hyper forms could compare to something like this. But as he stood here today, he was completely outshone by this behemoth. It made the lake monster look like a tadpole. Hell, it made every Badnik he'd ever faced look like kids toys. Even the Ifrit was a dragonfly in the face of the Colossus.
This school was his home. He wasn't born to guard this place like he had been born to guard Angel Island, but he'd chosen to do so anyway. This was his territory. This was his Island, now. And there was only one way things could play out from here.
He was going to Punch It.
He'd probably die while punching it.
It probably wouldn't even notice.
"....bring it on."
He jumped from the roof and made a mad dash towards it, fists already glowing. If today was his day to die, he'd go down swinging.