A big fish? A big tuna fish? Fish or no fish, this creature meant harm to Lia's new and most trusted friend. She did not know where her strength came from but the next thing she knew, she was no longer on her horse, but standing between the odd, little creature and the troll. She held her hands out wide and yelled for him or her to stop. She squeezed her eyes shut, not sure what to expect when it came to big giant tuna fishes! Gog and she had run into a few bandits along the way. They had swords and knifes, not fish. Some even had bow and arrows.

"Please, please stop," Lia cried. She would try to protect Gog, though she should have realized that her troll friend could handle himself against a fish. Gog just stood there in a shocked stupor. He too was taken aback when he saw the feline creature and his tuna fish. He snapped back to reality and started to laugh. A tuna? Really? A tuna? That was the funniest thing he had ever seen before.

"Little creature, what call you? What is species?" Gog had never seen this type of creature before. He stepped in front of Lia, pushing her behind him and the horse. "Not harm Lia or horse with your wet fishy weapon. That absurd."

"I no giant. I is troll."