The giant didn't seem older than Ramone but was almost three times taller than him and had shaggy brown hair and green eyes; he was dressed in blue shorts and white tank top, and his bulging muscles were clearly visible under the tanned skin.... In fact, the young titan was holding a huge basket, full of fishes, in one hand, like if it was as light as a feather! Ramone's eyes widened in shock at the sight of such a body, and imagining how much power those muscles certainly possessed, he couldn't prevent himself from feeling little and powerless, a feeling he had never experienced since when he reached adulthood... the stranded teen cringed in fear.
The behemot looked down to Ramone with a smirk, amused at the smaller guy's fear. "I'm Largo." he introduced himself. "And who're you, little guy?"
Ramone felt rather outraged at being called that way, but realized that was unavoidable, with such a huge person. Trying to stay calm, he uttered "Ramone."
Largo smiled. "Nice to meet you, Ramone. Where do you come from? I never saw such a small person before..."
Ramone started to explain that he had been shipwrecked there and came from America, but the giant seemed puzzled.
"Wait, little one." Largo said, scratching his head. "I don't know what you're talking about... I'd better to bring you to..."
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