[i] Aw Mother Mercy. [/i] Jedediah thought, as Larry broke free of his bonds. His men were helpless against the raw might of the Gigantor.
	“HOLD YER GROUND BOYS!” Jedediah shouted, even though they wouldn’t succeed. Really, it was the least he could do as Gigantor broke free. Jedediah would have gotten off his horse, to help in holding the man down only to have the nightguard break free just as the thought crossed Jed’s mind. He grunted as Annie called his name behind him, he resisted the urge to turn his face. He didn’t need anyone’s look of ‘told you so’ or anything along the lines at the moment. So the cowboy remained on his horse, he muttered a ‘Dad gummit’. Jedediah returned his gaze to the giant, before he lightly kicked the belly of his horse with the backs of his boots so that he could step forward. He could hear something else stirring from beneath the stand, and if it was what he thought it was, his bad day was going to get worse. 

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Markus suppressed a small chuckle from where he was. This was an amusing sight. If these ‘cowboys’ were the Roman Empires enemies, than it would be more than easy to bring them under Octavian’s control. Then Markus realized something. 

If this giant had no problem with the Iron Horse, and the ropes of these cowboys, then what precisely was going to bring him down?  Markus thought of the realative size of their catapults and other war machines. Suddenly Markus didn’t feel like anything would be easy around here, with this Night-Guard on the watch. Boulders were only pebbles to this giant. Arrows were but small splinters. 

Markus blinked twice, forgetting about where he was for a moment, looking down beyond the wildwest stand to the assembling Roman army. It was too late. This was going to be a humiliation to the Roman empire.