Ice Kick

Arad looked at his sword. Alcott kept warning him about trying to cut hard things with it. He could damage the edge and there aren't that many blacksmiths that could work with such a weapon.

"Well, I guess I can't damage before the quest starts," Arad sucked the sword back into his stomach and cracked his fist. He glared at the giant with a smile, "Sorry, but I have to punch you to death," He walked forward, facing the giant monster.

Arad closed his eyes, remembering his fight with Nina. He took a deep breath, sucking his boots and upper shirt into his stomach.

He could feel it. The ground shook from the giant's weight and the wind moving as he swung the trunk. Even with his eyes closed, he could tell the giant was moving.

That might seem unsteady, but in his draconic form, Arad is always barefoot and topless. He could feel the same things in his dragon form, and it was amazing to predict incoming attacks.