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Cheney, Roland Jon

"Si'Wren of the Patriarchs"

Breathlessly she
looked around, trying to make some sense out of the situation and
decide upon the best move to make.
Abruptly she froze in stark terror as a giant fully twice the height of
a normal man came striding out of the tall grass behind the Emperor's
tent. He carried a shield the size of a cartwheel on one arm, and a
spear like a well-pole in his other hand. No one else seemed to even
notice him yet.
He walked forward as if in slow-motion, covering fully one-half of the
intervening distance between himself and a terrified Si'Wren in two
huge strides with his great spear and shield raised to the attack, and
stood staring down at her as if trying to make up his mind whether to
kill or capture her.
Si'Wren took a step back from her horse, and became paralyzed with fear.
All at once several of Emperor Euphrates' archers looked around, and
reacted with blinding speed. One quickly nocked and loosed an arrow
from close range, hitting the giant in the right thigh just above the
plank-sized metal shin plate on his lower right leg.
"YAAAAAAWWWW!" he howled in a deep ox-bellow of a voice as he staggered
in anger and pain.
Swiftly another archer drew and fired, hitting him in the neck.
Finally, two more shots hit him in the chest when he let his guard down
momentarily, and he let out another outraged yell.


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