Ruthless Jötun Rivalry Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 8 by SuperKirby

“THERE you are!” a female voice that most certainly wasn’t Dagr’s called out, drawing the attention of both her and Blake.

The tiny mage stared at the startling sight of the giantess entering the grassy clearing. Her light purple hair was braided in true jötun fashion. The armor she was clad in revealed her incredibly-toned abdominal muscles and thighs, and she seemed to be holding her weapon, the super-heavy Arcane Giant Axe, in one hand with no difficulty whatsoever. Dagr recognized her in an instant.

“Þjazi?!”

Þjazi nodded. “Indeed, but I am not the same Þjazi that you and Princess Reginn had defeated in Niðavellir. The Summoner called me here from another world - be grateful that I am bound by contract to not harm another Hero!”

Dagr had to admit, Þjazi did make a good point. Her uneasy frown didn’t fade, however. “Very well, then. I assume you’re also here to train, then?”

“It is most unfortunate that there are no living targets for me to practice my swings against. But I suppose…hm?”

Blake’s sweat-soaked form froze up as he felt Þjazi’s gaze upon him. He’d hoped to avoid her notice, given her refusal to accept Dvergr independence…and he was certainly small enough to fit that role now! Before he could begin to run away, Blake felt the ruthless titaness’s fingers grasping his shrunken body and raising him up to eye level. Dagr’s eyes widened with concern.

Þjazi squinted at the little mage. “Is this some new breed of dvergr? I’ve never seen one THIS small. He barely seems good enough for a snack!”

Ouch…right in the confidence…