Scooping up a handful of sea guards from the ground, it swiftly closed its massive fingers, crushing their bodies tightly together until they fell lifelessly from its palm. “Stand down!” Lemis shrieked, unaware that his surviving troops had deserted the battlefield. The giant’s large eyes fixed upon Lemis once the chief’s flying servant, a black omnicorn, swiftly swooped down to rescue its master. It was a horrible sight, unlike Poppy or a normal colt. This black brute was greasy and tatty with two black horns pointing from its forehead. Its black leathery wings revealed arrow holes and a bizarre pattern of scars collected from previous battles. The omnicorn kept flapping its grotesque wings rapidly in mid air as it shot past the giant’s eyes. Its teeth were not like that of any normal horse for they were small and razor sharp. Lemis pointed his slimy finger straight at Benjamin the moment he saw the boy on top of the giant’s head.
