Henry, Leier, and the five dwarf elders stood atop the pile of Ice Giant corpses, side by side, facing the Matriarch. The creature was massive, at least ten times higher than a human, and her presence loomed over them, radiating a pure, ancient feeling. Her icy form crackled with the energy of centuries, and the air around them seemed to be even more cold, as if threatening to freeze the blood coursing through their veins.
"What's the plan, descendant?" - Mani asked, her voice trembling despite her best efforts to sound strong. She was Mani, the bold and fearless, yet even she couldn't stop her hands from shaking as she gripped her hammer tightly. The others were just as tense, but they held their ground, knowing there was no turning back. They had to fight and kill this beast.
