Beyond Myria (IC) - Book 2

[Gygaxphobia]

The huge misformed man-shape blocks out the sun each time Noj passes it on the downslope side.
It growls with fury and occasionally whimpers in frustration, swinging it's fat arms left and right and seeking the bear hug that will crush the life out of it's tormentor.

Yet Noj ducks one swing and pushes forward. He comes so close to the giant that his hip brushes the creature as he passes and the waft of months-old body odour turns his nostrils. He drags his blade past slicing a long line across the creatures flank, and running the circle still the cut continues around the middle, slicing the skin in a strip like peeling an apple.

The giant roars terribly, it’s cry echoes across the mountain slope and it lunges towards him again, in it’s fury heedlessly throwing it’s whole body forwards and stumbling to it’s knees while Noj skips away, a flick of the scimitar brings a bead of blood to it’s neck.

Overhead an eagle glides across the slope, it's full wingspan many feet and casting a deep shadow on the snow.

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The breeze whips back and forth, casting powdered snow about in a fine mist, though not yet strong enough to slow the pack or blind them.
Smelling the mildew can only be a sign of wet fur, a dangerous thing for any creature if it can't get warm, and surprising that a predator would allow itself to be so noticeable.

The roar of the angry creatures echoes over the mountain and trembles the sky like a clap of distant thunder.