You stare at a person that could only be Malon--Young Malon, to be precise. The girl lay on her back in the grass, staring up at the blue skies above, having not noticed you yet. You think she might be able to help you, so you shout and try to get her attention.
Aa you shout, the redheaded girl looks over at the noise, and her blue eyes widen as she looks at the scene of the tiny person running from a spider. She stares in surprise for a few moments, then acts. She sits up straight, and reaches towards you with a hand. You hurry towards her hand, realizing that she's going to lift you out of harm's way, and you don't stop to consider whatever she might end up harming you herself. You just run into her waiting hand, and let her fingers wrap tightly around you as she lifts you off the ground. She then stands up, and begins to step back, away from the spider. The arachnid watches her for a bit before turning and scurrying away, not willing to fight this large rival for its prey.
Malon watches it for a few seconds before raising you up to her face and looking at you closely. You stare in awe at the giant girl, and though her grasp on you is painfully tight, you don't squirm at all, too focused on the sight of a gigantic version of a girl that should be little.
After looking at you for a bit, Malon suddenly smiles. Though you can't read what she means by that smile, she then speaks, giving you a hint about what she's thinking...
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