A huge cleaving blade at least three meters long flew into the giant's hand. He had twisted horns that jutted up from his pauldrons, and I could see red eyes glowing and staring at me. The thing had a massive upper body and gigantic arms, but the legs were a lot shorter.
I rubbed my hands together, the guy was strong, but now I could fight one on one with him. I jogged up at the glaring giant down at me, and I waved to him. He gave me a strange tilting of his head and then swung the single-edged tree cleaver at me, but I was ready.
I glued myself down and then blasted the sword out to the Iron Giant's hand with a blast of power, sending it flying far away from where it stabbed into the ground. I looked back at the Iron Giant again with a big smile, and I was sure that I saw the little glowing eyes squint at me.
"What? I don't have a sword, or don't you think you can beat a little shrimp like me? Does the big rusty man need a sword to fight little old me?"
