This wasn't a one-sided beatdown; it was a trade.
The moment Orion threw his punch, the mirrored avatar threw its own. But this time, both of them used only the power drawn from their giant bloodline.
Within the mindscape, giants roared, the powerful sound waves blasting out to shake the foundations of the strange dimension. Soon, the auras of the Mark of the Titan and Battle Craving began to radiate from both Orion and his avatar. With every blow they landed, the intensity of their battle lust climbed.
"So this is the power of my bloodline?"
An unknown amount of time passed before the fight stopped and the mindscape fell silent once more. Orion stared at the avatar, still in its Titan Form, and posed his second question.
No one answered. He was asking himself, interrogating his own soul.
