At first Green gave a grunt that shaded into a growl. His hand clenched again. Too close perhaps?

And then his face went slack as he stared after the muggle. The big guy sighed loudly. That muggle was right in many ways. His enemy was too big a foe to tackle alone. And there were other ways. Winter ways.

"Good luck with that," Green's voice carried across the room.

As for the giant himself. He was finishing his beer and making for the exit.

All good. Thanks for the scene. Hope we can do another one sometime