“What the fuck is that supposed to be?” Timothy exclaimed after he saw the giant which was made out of stone.
“One of the books I’ve read said something about them, but they were described weirdly, so I thought their existence was metaphorical.” Arvena added, “A protector of mana, a stone heart, a dog to their master, dogmatic in their beliefs.”
“What?” He asked helplessly.
“A Giant Mana Guardian,” She said, simplifying her poetic explanation. “I’m assuming that it had been sleeping for hundreds of years up until now, and we used its warm-up routine to have this conversation. We’re basically fucked in the ass, man!”
“Oh, great.” He said, and then he whistled. “Kelketuk, attack! Use your claws!”
There was no point in wasting any more time. He had spotted the Kelketuk fifty meters away, and used the opportunity to launch an attack! It was best not to wait around until the giant fought back!