“I am afraid I can’t accept that as an answer,” the fierce blue eyes flashed as she started to cast a spell.
Sir Garrett charged at her but the distance was too great and the spell struck home, but to his surprise it didn’t appear to be an attack spell. He looked at the giant and saw she had fallen to her knees with her effort she had spent which made him wonder what kind of spell she had cast. If it was some sort of geas upon him and what it would involve, but he found the spell had actually had another purpose. The buildings and people around him started to shrink as he grew to the size of the giant.
“What have you done to me?” Sir Garrett bellowed at the giantess as he saw his horse was now a tiny figure at his feet.
“My name is Lady Brana,” she looked him in the eyes. “I promise to undue what I have done to you but I am desperate for help. The giants are going to war with the little people of the world if you don’t help me put a stop to this.”
“I guess I have little choice in the matter,” Sir Garrett growled. “Lead the way.”
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