The Giant Court
Semohr, Giant Kingdom.
"Barley, how many protestors do you think will be there?"
A Giant wearing heavy armor and standing guard at the gates of the Giant Court said to his comrade standing beside him.
The Giant called Barley squinted his eyes and replied, "If I am not wrong, there should be at least ten thousand or so."
"It's that bad, huh."
"Yes. So stand on guard, we should expect company anytime now."
The Giant in heavy armor straightened his posture and stood in wait for the protestors.
Time passed.
Half a day later, the ground began rumbling. In the distance, many silhouettes could be seen nearing the Giant Court.
"Morax, get ready. They're here." Barley said to his friend as he took a defensive stance with his spear.
Morax, the Giant in heavy armor, unsheathed his sword and took a defensive position.