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He snapped his fingers. Darn, he'd really thought that would've worked. Ah well, onto the next idea.

Smith looked around for something else he could use as a weapon. Feeling inspired by the giant's club, he jogged over to one of the trees and stood underneath it.

Hesitating only a moment, perhaps wondering if he was misjudging himself, he did a short jump, and slaming a fist into one of the lowest, and largest, of the tree's branches.

There was a mighty crack and the limb split, shards of wood flying in every direction. The tree quivered violently, threatening to fall over from the force of Smith's punch.

Now armed with a branch--eight feet long and about a tenth as thick--he came at the giant to engage it in close quarters.