Skeeter swore he heard a high-pitched cry of surprise.
Safely aloft, their hearts pounding, they readjusted and secured supplies as they searched the skies for possible intruders.
“Well, at least we know something’s down there,” Nimble remarked with understated nonchalance.
“Think of the size of the creature to pull our ship like that,” Warvyn exclaimed. “Thank the gods that it didn’t pull all the way down.”
“What do we do now?” Jerbo fretted. “They know we’re here.”
“We regroup and explore more to see if we can find a spot to land,” Cormun said.
“Are you nuts?” Warvyn blurted. “They’re giants. They see us and we’re dead.”
“We’re gnomes,” Cormun shot back. “We use magic to get what we need. You do know how to use magic.”
“Of course,” Warvyn replied, unconvinced.
“Good,” Cormun gru
