"Do not get any closer!"
When we noticed a giant inside the dungeon, the giant shouted. That's a familiar voice to me. I remember him.
He was the first giant I met. The giant in the Themed Dungeon in Australia where I had fun commentating a wrestling rumble.
"He's not the Giant King, right?" I asked Dweena.
"No. But he's the most loyal one to the Giant King," Dweena said.
I'm on top of Silva's head but it doesn't seem like he saw me. What he sees are three dragons and a giant. In this dungeon, they have all transformed.
"Hey! It's me! I cut off your finger, remember?" I asked.
"…Oh, it's you. Yeah, I remember it," he said as he lifted his hand where a finger was gone. I cut it cleanly but it seems like he failed to reattach it. I guess he didn't met a healer soon enough.
"We heard about the truth from an elder giant I killed. There's no one else who know the truth other than us here. Do you know what I'm talking about?" I asked.