In the world of frag running, that handle is the difference between a good hour and a waste of time. I snatched it out of the air before it even finished its death animation.
He cleared the mobs in seconds. Then, the boss dialogue flickered. The giant spawned—a towering, jade-skinned behemoth. The runner engaged, his Valkyrie a blur of wither impacts. He was focused. He was fast. He was about to be very annoyed. STEALING GIANTS FROM FRAG RUNNERS PART 2
They say honest work is its own reward, but in the catacombs, a stolen giant tastes way better. In the world of frag running, that handle
I waited until the giant’s health bar dipped into the red—the "sweet spot." In the world of frag running