The Titans were not mountainous or colossi.
No, he had long since passed that stage.
They were planets, walking on a sea that stretched forever.
Each step they took sent tsunamis reaching stars.
Each swing of their arms broke Suns.
They did not see him.
He was too small for them, too weak.
These Titans were locked in a war.
Dozens of them, fighting without sound.
Punching each other without regard for those in the sea.
And beneath them...
Beneath it all...
A black hole.
Larger than all the others.
At the bottom of the ocean.
Spinning and sucking up all that was around it.
Malik set his eyes on it.
This was his exit out of here.
Fire ignited from his limbs and...
BOOM.
He launched forward, flying between fists that tore through reality.
Yes, reality, breaking Laws with every single movement.
A leg came up.
He weaved under it.
A blade of bone cut through the ocean.
He twisted, barely spinning past the tide.
Such actions kept repeating.
