A blank wall.

  A commonly heard description of his face.            Marked with a grin stretched from ear to ear that would normally invoke a sense of warmth or even joy.

  His was empty.

  The light that should've been exuded, consumed by his eyes.

  Strong, yet dull. Grey pools of nothingness.

  Capable of devouring all hope before ever giving the chance to become a reality.

  Plop*

  Plop*

  Faint footsteps echo throughout the wet cave, defying the image of the giant lumbering through the thin strands of light.

  He was Jack.

  Jack The Mountain Mover.

  Greeted by the open embrace of the world as he reached the mouth of the cave.

  His pale bald head almost scraping the roof as he made his way through.

  Skitt*

  Skitt*

  Skitterr*

  The clatter of loose rocks along the cave before tumbling out.

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  Hissing sharply as they cut through the air falling down the mountainside.

  Jack made no such noise.

  His stride remained unbroken as he left the supposed safety of the mountain.

  It was unnecessary.

  The giant was walking in the air.

  “Mmm, they should be around here somewhere,” He said after a seemingly endless number of steps.

  He scanned over the terrain below him. Never bothering to change his saunter.

  “Mmm.”

  A slight change in air pressure followed by a distant explosion heard from below.

  “There they are.” The grin grew.

  —

  “...worrying too much. Nobody on this side of the plains has the balls to touch us now that we’re with Azure Fist.” Magog always had a special way of uttering such words without a care.

  “We're under them, Moggy. How brutish the fucks are, it might be worse than if we were just associated.” Agazoz retorted, with more than a hint of exasperation.

  “Same difference, Aggy, same difference.”

  A faint chocolatey smell hit Magog's nose, which caused him to raise his head.

  Eyes instinctively shut as he took in even more of the aroma.

  “Aggy, you've been holding out on me." Magog said with the smirk fit for a predator.

  Agazoz squinted. More nonsense.

  “Excuse me?”