Some wind would be nice Michael thought as another giant toppled to the ground. The city was doomed. It’s citizens mangled, broken and trampled underfoot. Buildings destroyed, lives shattered, war had shown her ugly face.
To his left ran a woman and her crying baby. Maybe there was still hope he thought as he lifted his hammer once more. I may not be able to beat back an entire army but I can make them sorry for ever stepping off their boats.
Suddenly three loud horn bursts echo’ through the air. The mists around them began to move as large figures thundered by them towards the harbor. As suddenly as they appeared the giants were gone and the siege was over.