"You dare treat me as a slave! I'll crush your skull small beast!" Tobias stared at the giant of a man dumbfounded. From all appearances this man was human, impressively built but human nonetheless, then again Toby had just arrived on the scene and this was Mosaic after all. Things were never quite as they seemed here.
Toby had been a Green Lantern since the age of thirteen, the youngest "Mosaic kid" at the time he was now the oldest at almost twenty. And in all that time he had seen a lot of things and learned a lot more, and one of the most important things he had learned was to trust his instincts. Right now his instincts were telling him to get the hell out of here, or was that just common sense? Either way he had to ignore it this time, a Green Lantern had to present an image of fearlessness in all situations, even when faced with an opponent more than twice his size.
"Listen friend," Toby said amiably, his calm voice belying his true uneasiness, "If I offended you in any way I certainly didn't mean to, I only wanted you to stop harassing the pedestrians on this walkway. I am a Green Lantugh!" before Toby could finish his attempt at a diplomatic resolution he was struck squarely in the mouth.
Son of a bitch! He thought to himself as he wiped the fresh trickle of blood from his chin, Looks like I'm doing this the hard way the man was coming at him again. Thinking quickly Toby encased his fist in a blazing emerald force field mimicking the hardness of steel, and after dodging the fist of the large bellowing man, dealt him a swift punch to the nose. Having blurred the vision of the giant Toby delivered another punch with his glowing fist, this time to the stomach, directly above the navel knocking the wind out of him. Swiftly Toby released the finisher, a strong uppercut to the man's jaw, forcing him to the unforgiving pavement.
Whew, the young lantern breathed a sigh of relief. He had long ago learned the value of strategic fighting and was very glad that his tactic had worked.
Suddenly the downed man began to stir and Toby feared that his relief may have been premature; glancing about woozily the big man appeared as if his neck was a spring. Finally locking eyes with Toby he smiled slightly and spoke, "You fight well," the man coughed ,spiting just a bit of blood, before adding "though you are a tiny man." After which he drifted into unconsciousness.