Frin dragged himself along behind the group, unsure of what he had to do. No one spoke to him since they set off, and it was probably better that way.
He sank deep in his thoughts but was awakened by a big crack and a scream. He snapped his head in the direction of the noise and saw a golem who was about to squash a child.
He ran and barred the way between the two.

"Go away mighty beast!"
With that he took out his shotgun and pulled the trigger.
BOOM! Frin flew back hitting the little boy and landed in a sitting position. His face was black from gunpowder from the shotgun. Frin didn't hurt himself much, since he landed on something soft, probably a bush. Oh wait... no, it's the kid.