Elves and Giants: A Battle of Magic

A thousand elven archers stood at the forest edge, arrows notched, facing the impossible.

Across the emerald plains, cyclops giants thundered forward, each step shaking

the earth like war drums. The elves had speed and precision, but one giant fist

could crush twenty warriors. Their captain whispered an ancient spell. Suddenly,

the grass itself became their ally, wrapping around giant ankles, pulling them down

one by one. The monsters roared in confusion as arrows found their single vulnerable

eyes. Sometimes the smallest warriors hold the greatest magic.