" What an interesting child." Spoke a hulking giant of a man standing at 4 metres tall. He has reddish skin and six arms as wide as trees.
Three arms on each side, each pulsing with thick veins and muscles like steel. This was the king of the west sea. Krak-Arum, an old kraken.
" See, see, he's amazing isn't he?" Replied a feminine voice with childlike excitement, this was Ursela, her face was beaming with a proud grin.
" Yes he is indeed, but he has quite an appetite doesn't he and Ursela, this child's scent is a bit..." Said Krak-Arum with a strange voice.
Ursela's face turned serious. " I know, it's enticing, which is why I came to you because I know you're upright and just, the other two probably wouldn't waste a second to consume him."
" True, even I'm finding it hard to restrain myself." Ursela glared at him. " Old man, you better not try anything funny with my little brother."
