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𝐹🌸𝓇𝓉𝓎-𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒

This is it. I grip my sword. We might actually both die. We might actually be killed. We probably won't make it out alive. I turn to the rest of them on the floor. I can't exactly here what they're saying but it doesn't matter. As long as I can protect them, I really don't care what I can't hear. I draw my sword.

"Let us end this forest boy!" Angnar charges.

We charge. Our giant charges. We slam into each other like boulders, like planets. I feel the ground shake under us. I feel the earth crack under his weight. He whips his claws. I raise my hand. The giant grabs his flaming hand.

"We have to draw him close to us! We must stab his heart!" Dad yells.

"Easier said than done pa!" I throw him back. 

He slams into us again. I almost get thrown off had it not been for Dad catching me. I throw my hand forward. It punches Angnar in the face. I slam our leg into his chest. He yelps. I slam him into the ground. I throw my hand at him. Angnar grabs it quickly. He crushes it. I wince. We get thrown back.

"I told you this would be harder." I pant.

Dad moves his hands. Flowers rise up on vines. He shoots his hand forward. Angnar charges. A vine wraps around his leg. Angnar trips and slams into the ground. I pull the vine. He goes swinging around us I throw him back.

"You will regret that forest prince!" Angnar roars.

A fireball forms in his hands.

"Oh." I mutter.

He throws it.

"Hang on son!" Dad grabs me. 

I see vines forming around us.

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