For the first time in what felt like years, Goliath felt like he wasn't invincible. Even though he was able to withstand bullets, buildings, even large blows to the body, nothing prepared him for the poison being dispersed. His vision started to get blurry, and his throat clammed up, sending him right to his knees. As his head hangs low, he feels the presence of Pest (@fantasticals) hovering right over him, as she inches closer to his face and taunts, ' What you are is weak. '
As tears well up and he gasps for air, Goliath musters whatever strength he has left as he turns his hand into a fist — raising it and slamming it into Pest's leg, throwing off her own balance and sending her to the ground with him. He lets out a deep cough as he realizes his strength itself has disappeared, his other hand reaching out to nothing. ' ... haven't been weak in years... ' he grunts. ' That's not ... playing fair ... '