The Leak drifted through the village of Bali, a flying head trailing wet organs. Viscera-Drift. It was a practitioner of black magic, seeking the blood of a newborn to sustain its immortality. It hovered over a thatched roof, tasting the air.
Suddenly, the sky went dark.
It wasn't a cloud. It was a foot.
Pangu, the primal giant who separated heaven from earth, was waking up from a nap. He stood thousands of miles tall. His breath was the wind; his voice was thunder. He stretched, and his toe came down near the village.
The Insect
The Leak looked up. World-Bearing Endurance. It saw a wall of flesh blocking the stars.
" offering?" the Leak hissed, confused.
It flew at the giant toenail, intending to steal the giant's placenta (or whatever giants have). Placenta Theft. It bit the calloused skin.
Pangu felt an itch.
"Mosquito," the giant rumbled.
The Swat
Pangu twitched his foot. Cosmic Cleave.
The movement created a sonic boom that flattened the jungle for ten miles. The displacement of air launched the Leak into the stratosphere. The sorcerer-head spun wildly, its organs flapping like a broken parachute, until it burned up in the atmosphere upon re-entry.
Pangu scratched his ankle, yawned, and went back to sleep, unaware he had just won a battle against ultimate evil.