The red giant lumbered back into the shadows of the trees. His hulking body slipping into the depths of the forest.
Krono gave a small nod and moved after him, Eccar following with his usual casual stride.
Krono turned his head slightly toward Lyrel and Caelthar. "Come. Move."
The two Elves exchanged a quick glance, their eyes filled with hesitation.
The giant's words still echoed in their minds. He said that Elves are bad. If he truly hated them then the moment Krono and Eccar looked away, he might crush them without a thought.
Doubt pressed heavily on their chests. But they had no choice. Fortunately, they were under the shadow of two Dragonborn and that gave them at least a fragile sense of safety. Hopefully.
Besides, their duty was to record everything.
They followed as well.
Towering trees loomed above. They looked ancient and massive. Their sheer size was the same as those at the Elven kingdom.
