Haunted Wood Private eyes, are watching you

He glared at the beast as he made his way down and growled when he shook the earth with his paws. The cloud of dirt and ash wafted into his nostrils and stung his eyes. Rrrah! Orochi hobbled backwards, lowering his head to rub the debris from his eyes. This was so humiliating. Why, he oughta tear the giant apart right where he stood!

But of course he couldn't. He was too small, too weak, too broken. If he attacked now, he would surely be beaten. Pinned to the floor just as Issun had done just weeks before. Orochi cringed at the thought.

Although he would hold back from acting out, Orochi wouldn't hold his tongue (when has he ever?). Fine,  the boy hissed, I never needed your help anyways, He shot daggers at the warlord. I'm gonna get out of this stupid hole, I'm going to get my own stupid food, and then I'm gonna tear your stupid face apart!