Darrius awoke to the thunder of giant stone feet battering the ground. The boulders of the creature's arms cradled him like a newborn. It wasn't very comfortable. His blood pooled and ran over the side of the beast's forearm. "Lana?", Darrius said barely lifting his head. His eyes refused to focus and he didn't have the energy to force them.
"Dee?! Oh my god, you're alive!", the stone giant's hoarse voice turned gleeful for a moment. "Don't worry I have a transport coming. You'll be okay.", Lana's voice completely returned to its feminine base. Darrius' head lay back against her stone...