The group of giant guards had surrounded one of the few
humans brave enough to enter the giants’ city alone. They stood over the frightened human,
laughing and speaking amongst themselves about what they planned to do to the
miniscule being, booted feet blocking off whatever possible escape routes the
tiny person could have sought.
As they spoke to each other however, the human heard rapidly
approaching booms, like crashes of thunder from a nearby thunderstorm. Then one of the giants was knocked to his
knees, giving the human time and room to dart off.
They watched from a safe distance as a blue-haired giant
tried to take on the five guards that had trapped the human before. He was significantly smaller than them
muscle-wise, his body lean rather than bulked up with powerful muscles. He was built like a runner, not a boxer. This became evident not long into the fight,
his body crumpling to the ground after a sharp blow to the ribs by one of the
larger guards. He lay on the ground, not
moving as the guards began to search for the human, their footfalls scaring the
human into hiding as they boomed past.
“It’s gone,” one of the guards said, booming voice above
like that of a cruel deity, “let’s just go.”
The guards left and the human slowly came out of hiding,
approaching the fallen giant cautiously but also curiously. When they got close, right in front of the
blue-haired giant’s face, close enough to feel his hot breath slowly blow over
them, the giant opened one of his calm gray eyes.
He chuckled and smiled a bit at the tiny. His chuckle made the tiny quiver, both from
surprise but also from a tinge of fear.
They had no clue if the giant had actually attacked the guards for their
benefit or for his own. They turned to
run as the giant slowly sat up with a deep grunt.
And he let them.
Surprised, they glanced back, unsure if he was going to grab them or
“You alright?” he asked breathily, clearly exhausted from
the fight, body heavily bruised and bloodied.
The human slowly walked back over, a little more trusting,
“I’ll take you somewhere safe, alright,” he said softly,
lowering his voice to try to be less intimidating.
When he offered his rough hand down to the tiny, they
climbed up onto his palm and allowed him to take them home with him, carried safely
against his warm neck by his scarf.
This is Steren and he fights everyone for everything