Giga walked a bit, drawing in mana, feeling like he had been set free. The connection to the Guardians was stirring in his mind, attempting to reconnect the back of Giga's mind to the Guardians. That would take a while, though, so Giga found a nearby rock to sit on. Grasping his sword, he began to feel its edges and to flow mana through it. With the strength of the fresh mana, it glowed very brightly, its strength remembered.
Giga couldn't help but feel like he was being watched...
OOC: I'm supposed to battle a specific person, and that person knows.