He rolled back to his feet, he heard an ominous groan and looked up. The tree the golem had hit was an ancient looking pine. It withdrew its foreleg, focused entirely on the human who was distracted by the tree which was now leaning dangerously in his direction. He turned to look at the Golem which shuddered as it let out another bellow. Handy’s mind raced as a thought came to him. He stood up and spread his arms wide, yelling in mock challenge at the golem. The tree cracked and started to fall. The golem moved, Handy jumped back.