"We're making good time," announced Romila as she shrugged off the soreness in her arms. Beside her, Florin looked across the desert expanse below to the distant red mountains, obviously concerned about the rest of his team. Romila saw this and slapped him on the back.
"They probably aren't even there yet," she mused. "Get your head back in the game, mercenary."
"Lady Romila," called Jann from up ahead. He was flanked by a pair of mage sisters, that he had freed from the cursed portraits just days ago. "There's a village up ahead."
"All the way up here?"
Curious, the stern woman took point with Florin close behind to see for herself. There was indeed a small village up ahead, but each structure was nearly twice the size of a regular dwelling. The damaged furniture inside was of the same scale.
"Giants lived here," Jann mused.
"But where are they now?" asked Romila with a hint of trepidation.
"I'm more concerned about what made them leave," said Florin plainly as he poked at a pile of rubble with a stick.
"Let's not hang around to find out, our climb is just beginning."
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