Size dosen't Matter...in Most Cases

"Alright boyz, the bigger they are, the harder they fall!" Dave pulled General Ouki's Glaive and whirled it over his head then shouted, "LET'S BRING IT DOWN!"

Grumpy roared and charged forward, the entire undead regiment followed after the basilisk.

Tiny was the first in the lead, his strides were large and he made it first to the manticore. Yet the moment he reached to the creature shouting 'food, food' the manticore swung a fist at the Grave Lord. Shattering the bones in his chest and sending the whole creature crumbling to bits and pieces.

"Help me raid the Pharaoh's Crypt my ass! It got blasted in one hit!" Dave was angry but kept moving toward the manticore.