Kjell continued to say nothing, standing still and pretending to caress his horse.
Two of the three giants approached as if performing a predetermined rite, and when they were before Kjell and his companions, one of them said: "No one is worthy to present themselves to our valiant commander with such insolence! On your knees!"
Kjell continued to look at those big black eyes, which, along with the pointed, slightly broken fangs that spilled out of his jaw, should have scared him.
"I said... on your knees..." the Jotunn replied, speaking with his baritone voice and approaching his face a few centimeters to that of the chain-warrior, disturbing his sense of smell with the stench of his breath.
"No one can stand on his feet, yet the only ones who have to kneel are us..." Kjell snorted, making his companions shudder, who realized that he had just said an absurdity and lowered their gaze, petrified in imagining what was about to happen.
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