"Aw, fuck!" Lena complains, following Korrin out. Even with her kerchief still up over her nose, the smell is pungent enough to get through. If they have to fight something big, why can't it be a dragon? You can't make badass weapons or armor out of a giant.

Immediately, Lena drops a flask of ice down to cover herself in armor. If this giant gets his hands on any loose stones to throw, she'll need the extra protection. Then she races around it to its back and slams her knives into its calves. It howls and swings an arm back at her, causing her to have to leap out of the way. If only it wasn't immune to being frozen solid by her ice.

"This is buuuuullshit!" she calls out. "This smelly fuck better have a bag of loot stashed somewhere." She tops that sentence off with a slash at the giant's groin. If they weren't planning on killing the giant, it definitely wouldn't be procreating anymore.