a giant?

Noah

if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died

Noah's second arrow hardly even pierced skin as it sunk into the tattered rags the giant wore as covering. The hunter hissed and lunged forward and dashed through the snowy underbrush. The world was still a snowglobe around them with thick, heavy flakes falling and sticking to everything it could. Noah kept the ursur on the giant as he ran. Despite the creature's best interest, it attacked the giant's legs again, even as its large arm came down and crashed against its side. The ursur grunted in pain, but swung a massive claws paw at the giant's legs nonetheless.

Eira circled above the fray, golden eyes seeing everything and sending what she could to Noah. Once the hunter was in a closer range, he nocked an arrow and aimed, sending it flying for the giant's back, lowering his aim some to avoid hitting Wessex.

Wessex, with her bold attack, was quite successful. With the venom pulsing through the frost giant's blood, its vision blurred and it was unable to keep the demigoddess from attacking its face. The giant thrashed his head and roared. Her blades sliced into its cheek and raked over its eye, rather than stabbing into it, but caused quite a bit of damage. The giant tried to pry the demigoddess off and throw her.

Eira swooped down then, claws aimed for the giant's hand as it lifted towards Wessex.

then I'm willing to
wait for it