"...Ugh...why does my head hurt so much...?" you thought as you sat up for what felt like the first time in days.
You rubbed your head and looked down to see what hard surface you were laying on.
"Jeeze, no wonder my body hurts so much, I fell asleep on the ground! But...where am I, and how did I wind up out here?"
You look upwards to what seemed to be a huge open field with large trees surrounding the area. Suddenly you felt the ground start to shake violently...
WHOOSH!!
A deafening sound charged past you and you quickly jumped out of the way. You took your hands off your ears and opened your eyes again to see what made that ear-shattering sound.
You saw men with swords on horses battling each other in the distance! You looked behind you to see even more battles raging in the bachground! At first you thought this was all some kind of hyper-realistic reenactment, but then you noticed...everything was HUGE!
All around you giant soldiers clad in heavy armor charged and swung at other soldiers. You couldn't believe your eyes! Sparks flew from clashing swords, shields banged together with a loud clang, and armored horse-drawn men galloped at each other with rage!
But then you remembered...you're only a couple inches tall! You had to get out of there, as cool as it was to watch, you couldn't risk getting trampled by someone without them ever even knowing.
As your slow backing away in awe turned into running as fast as you could in terror, a giant crimson red-heeled boot stomped in front of you, blocking your path! You look up to see a giant woman, battling it out with another soldier nearby. You look to see her using a lance as her weapon, and seems very adept at doing so! You look at her long, flowing blue hair and her deep blue eyes...They seem somewhat...sad? It's kind of hard to tell from your height. You then notice she is wearing what you would think wouldn't be the best battle armor, but hey, what do you know? You quickly decide to hitch a ride and climb onto the front of her left boot. After what seemed like hours, the fighting stopped. You feel sick to your stomach from hanging onto this girl's boot the whole time. You loosen your tight grip on the boot but your arms remain around it just for safety.
"Sigh Well, another battle won, right?"
You quickly look up to try to home in on where the voice was coming from, but instead just get a lovely upskirt of the girl's underwear *nosebleed*. You're supposed to be trying to get help from her! You quickly look back down out of embarrassment and respect, and just assume the voice is coming from your hopeful savior.
"I just wish we didn't have to fight so much. Why should any more bloodshed have to occur?"
"Was she talking to herself?" you thought. You glance around and didn't see any people she could have been conversing with. "Wow, this must really be weighing heavily on her conscience..."
"At least the local villagers were all right.." the girl finished off.
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