Jalut walked towards his brother, but was stopped.

Gath was the oldest of the giants.

Hunched over, but still strong. Long gray hair and beard. He leaned on his sword when he was not cutting those smaller than him with it.

He snarled and spit.

"Your brother is weak," Gath spoke.

"Speak no more, old man."

"You must be harder on him, Jalut! You are The Goliath! The Titan!"

"I know who I am!" Jalut's voiced roared over all the valley.

Gath was not taken aback. If anything, he became more annoying and persistent.

"Their Creator is strong. We must show how strong our will and devastation is. We can show no mercy," Gath spit more.

"Leave my brother out of this," Jalut warned the old giant, and walked past him.

Lahmi knelt next to the dying farmer that was trying to be a soldier.

His last breaths were hard and filled with blood, as he looked in fear at the giant before him.

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Lahmi didn't know what to do or say.

"Brother."

Lahmi stood.

Jalut walked towards him.

He then stared down at the soldier at his feet, then back at his brother.

"You think me cruel? They are our enemies."

"Not directly. Did we have to kill all of them?"

"We didn't. I let one go," Jalut chuckled. "Come."

Lahmi looked at the dying poor soul, who was now completely gone.

He walked towards his brother's outstretched arm.

"The old giant watches," Lahmi said.

"Let him. He is just jealous his days of war and ravaging are over. Look at us, brother. We are the descendants of warriors and angels and demons. We were born to rule and kill and destroy. All of history will tell of us. History will always speak of the River Giants."

"I can fight, Jalut," Lahmi spoke up. "You know I have. You have seen me."

"I know, brother. I know. Perhaps, one day I will give you my sword."

Lahmi came back to the present. He heard the screams and protests.

He looked around and saw the giant under his foot, crushed, and his head separated.

Lahmi turned and saw the horror of the giants and what he did.

Yes, he could fight.

And no.

Nobody would be arguing with him now.

He tossed the head, the size of half an animal, and walked around as his fellow giants stared at him in fear and anger.

And respect.