Brand struggled to keep up with Ravia as they sprinted down the countryside. The province of Calida was very basic: no more than 3 roads connected every village and the capital city of Calida. Anything that wasn’t a dirt road or village was dense forests or small cave structures with lakes. Calida was mostly untouched and unadjusted by the ever-evolving civilization of man. That was partly why Ravia chose to make it her current playground; low security, which meant easy pickings for pillaging villages with a guarantee for little to no retaliation. Though Ravia’s hunger seemed insatiable. Every night she pillaged 3-5 villages, depleting it of all its resources and inhabitants. Her constant hunger for dominance and food had driven the province into a wasteland. Every mile there was evidence of Ravia’s destruction. The only remaining inhabitants in the entire province were those that lived in the capital and Eve and Liam, wherever they might be.

“Where are we going?!” Brand yelled out, sprinting way behind Ravia; his body still coursign with pain. He wasn’t quite sure how he was even jogging at this point. She pointed with her axe towards a large mountain that resided in the dead center of the province. “To the summit of that place.” Brand huffed and puffed as he sprinted as fast as he could without burning all his stamina out. He looked at Ravia, puzzled yet again. How could a woman, so tall, with such a massive body frame and such an enormous amount of muscle be so fast? all of those traits would spell powerful but slow and sluggish, however that was definitely not something Ravia was. He tried to think about her potential weaknesses, but honestly couldn’t. she was fast, powerful, could grow into a giant, could withstand a fucking slash at her throat- the list goes on. Brand shook his head. To him, he was in the presence of a god.

Gripping tightly the same knife that brought him his current fate, he followed Ravia to the best of his ability as they dashed to the mountain. As they ran, the hellish screams from the beast continued. Brand looked about, left and right searching for the source of these screams. The duo spent some time sprinting for the foot of the mountain and when they finally did, Brand dropped into a crouch, desperately trying to collect his breath and ignore the pain. He watched up towards Ravia- not even a hint of exhaustion from her. Brand looked back down in jealousy. Ravia quietly looked at the peak of the mountain. The massive landmark dwarfed the barbarian, easily topping at over 10,00 feet. Ravia began to grow to 50 feet and began her climb. There was no time to travel up the path, Ravia thought to herself. The only way was to climb while she was a giantess.

“Better keep up, thief.” Ravia said, as she climbed the side of the mountain. Brand groaned as he analyzed the winding path carved into the mountain. Breaking into a small jog, his heart began to hurt as his mind desperately tried to ignore the pain and focus; Brand steeled himself for another grueling run. He barely made it halfway up the giant mountain before his legs began to buckle. He fell to the floor, vomiting from exhaustion. His legs felt like noodles, unable to hold his upper body. His breathing became ragged, almost tasting blood.

“Ugh, you’re quite pathetic, you know that?” Ravia called from above. Brand watched as the giantess climbed back down towards Brand. She dropped over him, her feet smashing into the path. The ground shook and her feet slightly sunk into the mountain, slightly setting herself off balance. Ravia towered directly over him, which meant he was blessed with yet another pleasant sight. He thanked the gods for such a blessing as Ravia crouched down and picked him up, gripping him tight with malice for setting her back. Ravia stuffed Brand between her cleavage as she continued her climb again. Brand would have thought he was in heaven, being placed between Ravia’s massive, soft breasts. But the constant sound of a giantess huffing and puffing with the strong smell of sweat kept him closely reminded of who he was in the presence of. Brand watched on as Ravia valiantly climbed the mountain, digging her bare fingers into the mountain for grip. He fought the ever-impossible urge to not masturbate right now; he also couldn’t help but feel embarrassed about the fact that Ravia could potentially feel his raging erection. The climb was grueling even for Ravia; Brand noticed her hands were damaged and heavily bleeding. Her breaths became more ragged and her quick climbing pace drastically slowed.

“Gah! Finally!” Ravia exclaimed as she made one final climb to reach the peak. Ravia hoisted herself up, lying down on her stomach. Brand squished against Ravia’s breasts, the air within him getting forced out. As Ravia finally stood, Brand took a deep breath in. Ravia plucked Brand out from her cleavage and tossed him to the side as she shrunk back down. Brand looked on, confused. Why would she shrink now? He thought to himself. He knew himself that Ravia was at her strongest when she was giant. He shook his head- now wasn’t the time to defy her.

“Don’t get in my way, thief.” Ravia said. “You’ll quickly die if you think you can fight what’s coming. If you see an opening, however, go for it. Even if it means sacrificing yourself to my cause.” Ravia gripped her axe tightly, scanning the mountain peak about.

“Ok.” Brand said, trying not to sound offended by her words. He wanted to fight and help Ravia, though he couldn’t help feeling angry as Ravia only thinks of him as bait. The two stood in a battle stance, though the peak of the mountain was empty. Brand scanned around as the cold air kept him awake. Being this high up, it was quite hard for him to breathe. The peak was empty, flat ground. Dark grey rubble extended out to the open plain of the peak. The scream echoed out once more. Brand’s body tightened. The scream echoed again; this time louder. Wings, flapping in the distance began to get louder and louder. A huge shadow quickly enveloped over Brand as the wing flaps became dangerously loud. Without warning, the beast dropped onto the peak, screeching out a deafening roar. Brand couldn’t believe what was before him- a dragon.

Standing more than 15 feet tall, the dragon was jet black, its scales massive and impenetrable looking. Its 4 legs outstretched, ready to move, muscled as ever. Its long neck curved about, as the head watched Ravia and Brand; it’s deep red eyes- that of a demon. 2 horns extended out from its forehead, curving back slightly. The horns glowed a bright purple, constantly alternating in hue of the color. Its sharp talons, already pierced into the mountain, glowed the same as its horn. Its tail, wagged about, the end showcasing a pierced tip, one that could easily skewer Brand. The dragon’s wings were absolutely massive, laid down on either side of it. Its scales outreached the lining of its wing and the veins of the wing glowing in the same purple as its horns and talons. Fear struck Brand. His breathing became heavy. As if the dragon itself could sense it, its head tilted and its eyes snapped right at Brand.

“Raaaaa!” Ravia yelled as she gripped the axe with two hands and sprinted towards the dragon. The dragon roared back, readying itself. Ravia rose the axe high and above her right shoulder. She leapt in the air towards its head. As Ravia swung the axe downwards, the dragon’s tail quickly lashed out and struck Ravia’s axe, blocking her attack. Ravia landed back on her feet and immediately dashed towards the dragon again. Ravia opened up with a flurry of attacks, all targeted towards the dragon’s front legs. The dragon deflected most with its tail again, though Ravia’s brutish attack patterns allowed her some clean slashes. The dragon cried out with each successive attack. The dragon stood on its hind legs and slammed its front feet back onto the mountain, causing a huge shockwave to burst out, throwing Ravia off balance. Capitalizing, the dragon lashed its tail at Ravia, landing a clean blow across her midriff.

She recoiled in pain, grunting as blood seeped out from her wound. Ravia braved the pain and dove back for more fighting, continuing to hack away at the dragon’s front legs. The dragon countered with its tail and again, stood on its hind legs. As it slammed down, Ravia was prepared as she dropped into a defensive stance, withstanding the force from the shockwave. Quickly recovering this time, Ravia broke into a dash, dropping the axe. The dragon, still recovering from its move was caught by surprise as Ravia sprinted up to the dragon and leapt onto its neck. Ravia was heavy, evident as the dragon’s neck dropped down as Ravia wrapped her legs around it. The dragon whipped its neck around violently, trying to shake Ravia off. Ravia held on tight, repeatedly pounding the dragon’s head. Ravia grabbed one of the dragon’s horns and yanked hard on it. Relentlessly clobbered the dragon’s head with one hand while she gripped its horn with the other, Ravia pounded away at the dragon’s head, delivering crushing blows. The dragon stopped trying to shake off Ravia and slashed Ravia across her back with its tail. Ravia shrieked; the slash even deeper than the first.

In a last-ditch effort, Ravia punched at the horn, repeatedly until half of it snapped off. The Dragon reeled in pain as its horn was ripped from its head. Ravia twirled the horn around and slammed the pointed edge into the head of the dragon. The dragon gave off a massive cry as Ravia dug the horn deeper and deeper. The dragon whipped its tail back at Ravia, this time impaling her. Ravia yelled, completely losing grip from the dragon’s neck. The dragon bucked Ravia off and sent her flying towards Brand. Brand quickly tried to help Ravia up, only to have her shrug him off and shove him away. The dragon roared and jumped from the ground, flapping its wings. It opened its maw and the same purple color from its horn began to materialize from inside its mouth. Ravia, breathing hard and trying to ignore her deep wounds, quickly realized what was next. Throwing her hand up in the air, Ravia looked to the sky and yelled, “Ancestors! Give me strength!” and in a flash, a giant great shield materialized seemingly from nowhere and into Ravia’s grip. The shield gave off the same ghastly and spectral look Elder Alton had before he disappeared. The shield itself was a giant, towering even over Ravia and extending out almost 6 feet. Ravia dropped into a crouch, holding the shield with both her hands.

“Behind me, thief!” Ravia yelled. Brand quickly scrambled behind Ravia. He crouched behind her, his skin against hers. Seconds later, with a bright flash, the dragon spewed out bright purple flames. The flames crashed against the shield. Ravia grunted as she tried to withstand the force of the flames. Brand could feel Ravia being pushed back, her legs shaking tremendously. As the flames crashed down onto Ravia, she began to grow. The dragon adjusted its aim as she grew. The great shield itself grew alongside Ravia. “Ancestors!” Ravia yelled again. As she dropped her right hand, a small hammer appeared in it. Ravia braved the flames, still holding steady. The dragons flame soon ended, and its head dropped. Ravia wasted no time abusing her opening as she chucked the hammer towards the dragon.

The hammer collided with the dragon’s head, digging the impaled horn even deeper. Ravia rose from her crouched and stomped towards the dragon. Now towering above, it, Ravia clobbered the Dragon on its head. The dragon’s head dropped to the floor, and as it tried to bring it back up, Ravia slammed her foot into its head, pinning it to the floor. The dragon shrieked, its tailed thrashed about trying to hit Ravia. Ravia called on her ancestors again, summoning a short sword. She slashed hard at the tail, severing it. The pointed edge flopped to the floor, the purple glow of the tail fizzling out. The dragon screamed and Ravia grabbed its left wing with her free hand and violently hacked at it with her sword, tearing it to shreds; all while still holding its head on the ground with her foot. She repeated with the next wing, eviscerating it. The dragon, completely conceding to Ravia’s strength laid there as it got demolished. As Ravia readied to behead the beast, the dragon ripped free from Ravia and began its final act of desperation. With an ear-piercing shriek, the dragon roared out, forcing Ravia to cup her ears. The dragon’s entire body glowed purple and without warning, spewed flames of hellfire upon Ravia. Ravia screamed; the dragon’s flames were pure magic- which was Ravia’s biggest weakness. The giant clan of Alvita always had a massive weakness, and that was magic. They could withstand being stabbed and beaten but magic was their breaking point. The flames enveloped Ravia as she screamed and screamed. Brand watched in terror as the woman he thought to be an untouchable god was being burnt to a crisp; the flames so powerful he could barely see her. Brand could only catch a small glimpse of Ravia dropping to her knees as Brand walked back slowly, frightened for his life. He knew the dragon wouldn’t spare a moment after killing Ravia to not come after him. His mind screamed for him to run, but his body wouldn’t oblige. Brand just watched as the giantess of Alvita burned. He waited for her body to drop, to be unrecognizable, but that didn’t happen. Brand’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he couldn’t believe what was transpiring before him. As the flames spewed on, he could see Ravia’s figure get more and more clear- and that was because she was growing. Ravia grew, and grew. Impossible! He thought to himself. Brand had never seen Ravia grow past 50 feet. Was she holding back her powers all along? No. Even Ravia was surprised her ancestors heeded her call time and time again. Borrowing power from them, Ravia tapped into her lineage’s sacred power and began to grow far beyond her clan’s maximum growth. No one in the clan was even able to grow past 35 feet- Ravia was the only one even able to grow to 50 feet and here she was, growing even more. Her body expanded at unparallel speeds and soon enough, Ravia was taking over the entire peak, having grown to over 350 feet. Her body was absolutely gargantuan, making it nearly impossible for Brand to even see above her ass as her titanic behind covered the skies. Ravia slowly rose from her crouch. Her body was completely burnt and unrecognizable- her hair nearly entirely burnt off, spots on her skin so far burnt that bone was starting to become visible. The dragon itself slowly craned its head in confusion with Ravia’s newfound height and with one slow motion, Ravia slowly rose her foot above the dragon. With one final push, she slammed her foot into the mountain. The dragon’s body immediately caved in, being brought to the ground. A giant thud echoed out as a shockwave more massive than anything Brand experienced sent him hurdling towards the edge of the peak. The ground shook uncontrollably, almost as if the mountain itself was going to collapse. Dust and debris exploded everywhere, and a blanket of dust covered the battlefield, completely obscuring Brand’s vision. It took minutes for the dust to settle but when it finally did, Brand jumped and sprinted towards Ravia. She laid on the ground, completely still. Brand couldn’t sense any breathing as he scanned her entire body. Completely singed, her sun kissed olive skin was seared and burnt. Her clothes completely burnt away as well with her hair- small clumps of red were the only thing somewhat recognizable on Ravia’s head. Her face, nearly blacked out from the flames. Small areas all around her body burnt so badly that Brand could see bone.

She’s dead. Brand thought to himself. There’s no way, not even a god could be alive while looking like that. Brand’s eyes widened as he noticed another thing about Ravia- she was small. No longer was she nearly 9 feet tall, the barbarian laid motionless on the ground, no more than 5 feet, 6 inches. At this point, even Brand was taller. He trained his sight to the dragon- or what was left of it. A massive crater enveloped the squashed beast. The ground itself, caved in a few levels of intensity from Ravia’s stomp. The dragon itself was completely unrecognizable. Its body all mangled and shredded. the force from Ravia’s stomp flattened the beast. Brand walked closer to its corpse. Down by its neck was something small. As he crouched down and picked up the item, Brand held it in its hand, confused. He didn’t even know how to describe it as It looked like ¼ of a circle, and it glowed in a rainbow pattern. It looked like a glass piece, though Brand couldn’t quite tell exactly what he was holding. Something in his mind told him though that this was important, so he quickly stashed it away in his satchel. Brand walked towards the edge of the peak, ready to walk down the path of the mountain. He gave Ravia’s lifeless body another glance. For some reason he felt guilt. Brand slapped his head, shaking. Why are you feeling sorry? He said to himself. Ravia treated him horribly, giving him a life worse than death. Why should he feel any guilt towards this monster? He almost wanted to go back to spit on her, though he was just happy she was finally dead. Brand set foot on the path, starting his journey to the bottom. His body froze, and Brand closed his eyes. His mind fought with him, one side begging him to go back while the other scolded him to move on. Brand wanted to continue walking so bad, he tried everything in his power to do so. He clenched his fists hard and yelled, as his feet pivoted around and he dashed back towards the peak.

“Fucking hell.” Brand said to himself as he took off his cloak. He crouched down to Ravia’s body and wrapped her with the cloak. With one big breath, Brand picked her body up and restarted his journey down the mountain.