"Run, good giant!"
The little elf's voice was anxious and melodiously clear.
But a chill of inexplicable coldness crept over Colin's heart…
He scanned the sky once again, yet saw no trace of any enemy.
"Good giant, why won't you run with Nasi! The good giant is too heavy, Nasi can't carry you…"
The little elf was huffing and puffing as she tried to pull at his finger, her wings flapping even faster in her urgency.
"I can't see the enemy, blindly fleeing and exposing our backs to them would be unwise," Colin said cautiously, looking around vigilantly, "Besides, even if we escaped, where could we go?"
"Where to escape?" The little elf paused momentarily, then naturally replied, "Of course, we'd go to my home! My home is amazing, no big baddie can get in!"
"Good giant, please run away with me, the red baddies will be here any moment!"
'Escape to her home…'
