Minuscule nicks and scratches are what your hands and feet slide into and over as you make your way up the golden nose ring. The intense snorts you are subjected to are only matched by the intense stare gives his blade.
*Shwing!*
The metallic sound pierces the air once more. Everything has become alien in nature... The nose of your nemesis has become an enormous plateau with cavernous openings bellowing forth gale-force winds. You hesitate to even call him by the name you once knew him as, Antreas. The gigas whose nose-ring you now climb barely resembles the Minotaur who had made it his life's duty to bully you every chance he got. Every single part of him would almost be unrecognizable if he weren't so in-your-face in your previous life as a gigantic adventurer. A life you very much hope you can get back to, all you need to do is get his attention. Easier said than done from your new height, but just a little more achievable as you hoist your feet over the edge and onto the top of his ring.
You now stand, panting from exertion and a healthy amount of fear, before the moist mountain that is the nose of Antreas. If you were to jump from here, you might just make it onto his nose, but it's entirely possible that you'll just fall right through the golden hoop at your feet and end up god knows where!
*Shwing!*
A sharpening swipe is all it takes for you to stand up straight and dash towards your nasally target!
You're never going to make it... You're going to fall...
You try to push these thoughts from your mind as you reach the edge of this ring and get ready to jump...
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