"How did you get here? You said you came to find Mobet Zoroast for a friend. Who is your friend? And why are you looking for him?"
Edward shivered, then said helplessly, "Ma'am, could you let me inside first? I nearly froze to death looking for this place."
She said coldly, "I hardly think a Wraith would fear the cold. If you refuse to answer, either leave immediately or be treated as an enemy!"
Just then, several heavy thuds sounded, and an enormous figure emerged from the cave, his voice rumbling. "Shatas, what's wrong?"
The newcomer was a giant nearly four meters tall. His skin was grayish-blue, with thick beast fur wrapped around his chest, abdomen, waist, and hips, leaving the rest exposed. He rested a greatsword broader than a human door against the ground and looked down at Edward with his distinctive single vertical eye, asking in a booming voice:
"Who are you? Why have you come to Groselle's camp?"
This was clearly Groselle, the protagonist of the travelogue, a kind, brave, and righteous giant.
"Hello, Mr. Giant. I'm a friend of Mobet Zoroast's great-grandfather. He specifically asked me to come here to find him and bring him out safely."
Shatas immediately asked, "Bring him where?"
"Out of this world and back outside, of course."
The giant Groselle asked in confusion, "Outside? Why would you take Mobet out of the warm cave and into the cold?"
Shatas, however, understood what Edward meant. "You're from outside too?"
"Of course."
She hesitated. Although she did not know whether the person before her was a friend or an enemy, he seemed to have entered this world of his own accord. Perhaps he really had a way out?
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out. "Did my great-grandfather really send you to find