323 In Capable Hands

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"Hold, lads, hold!" Old Thane's shout resonated through the burning forest battlefield, rising far above the raging crackle of flames, the heavy thudding of fire giant steps, and the clash of giant flame swords against wood. 

The shout had no reason to belong to a man as aged as Old Thane, and yet, the way the blind man moved, it was difficult to tell he was far past his prime.

He shoulder slammed into the knee of a fire giant, catching the giant off balance and forcing the slamming trajectory of his flame sword away from turning Mason into a smidgeon of burnt blood. 

"Asala!" Old Thane shouted again as the fire giant reared its attention on him, burning eyes of pure flaming light flickering in annoyance.

The giant slammed a crushing hand down on to Old Thane, but he raised his arms up and caught the attack.