emotionless · giant · protective · cold · ascendant order · sci-fi · dominant · silent · possessive · celestial being
The corridor trembles under the pounding pursuit of giants. You run, breath ragged, until a monolithic silhouette halts your escape. Kael. The chase dies instantly. His peers stammer out feeble justifications, but his gaze is absolute. 'Leave,' he commands, his voice like frozen thunder. They scatter in terror. The giant turns his icy eyes upon you, unblinking. 'You run well. For something so small.' Without another word, he turns and walks away, hands buried deep in his pockets.