[b]The explosion of lighting to ground kicked up some dust on from the ground,
Maso, weaved inside the dust becoming an invisible force as Winston circled it, going for Smough [/b]
S: "Well, good job dumbass."
O: "Oh, for the love of..."
[i]Suddenly, both Ornstein and Smough charged through the dust, as if attempting to trample Maso.[/i]
[i]Being a colossal douche, Smough suddenly turned, the side that Maso was on now right in front of Wilson's shield, which was now about to slam into the executioner.[/i]
[i]Even then, Winston had collided with one pissed off giant, who simply backed away and growled. Suddenly, a 7'4 foot tall figure, or Ornstein, found himself behind Winston, raising his spear and propelling himself up, and slamming it down into the back of his target's right leg, basically in the joint.[/i]
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