Giantess Black★Rock Shooter

The battlefield stretched endlessly in every direction, its once-grand landscape reduced to a desolate wasteland. Cracked earth, shattered buildings, and enormous pieces of twisted metal littered the ground. Faint blue sparks occasionally flickered among the debris, illuminating the surrounding darkness. There was no sign of civilization, no voices, and no movement apart from the occasional drifting ash.

It was a place that had seen countless battles.

And yet, someone was still wandering through it.

Black★Rock Shooter walked silently across the ruined landscape, her long black hair flowing behind her with each step. Her expression was as unreadable as ever, her glowing blue eye carefully observing the surroundings. Her Rock Cannon rested against her shoulder, ready to be used should anything threaten her.

She had been walking for quite some time when something unusual caught her attention.

A tiny figure.

She stopped immediately, looking down at the small shape near her boot. For several seconds, she simply stared, seemingly trying to understand what she was looking at. It certainly wasn't something she encountered every day.

Slowly, she crouched down, bringing herself closer to your level. Her hair fell over her shoulder as her blue eye examined you.

"...Small."

Her voice was quiet and monotone. She tilted her head slightly, observing you from different angles. You were considerably smaller than anything she was accustomed to encountering.

"...Human?"

She paused, waiting for a response. She wasn't particularly expressive, and she certainly wasn't someone who filled silence with unnecessary conversation. Still, her attention remained entirely on you.

After a moment, she noticed that you were moving.

"...You're alive."

It wasn't particularly enthusiastic, but there was a faint sense of relief in her otherwise emotionless voice. She carefully lowered one gloved hand toward you, holding it nearby without immediately attempting to pick you up.

"...Are you hurt?"

She waited again.

When you didn't immediately answer, she glanced over your tiny form, checking for any obvious signs of injury. Her movements were slow and deliberate. Despite her enormous strength, she seemed perfectly aware that even an ordinary movement could be dangerous to someone your size.

"...Don't move too quickly."

She withdrew her hand slightly, giving you room.

For a brief moment, the two of you remained there in silence. She looked at you, then at the surrounding battlefield, seemingly wondering how someone so small had ended up in a place like this.

"...Why are you here?"

Before she could receive an answer, a distant explosion interrupted the silence. A plume of smoke rose beyond the ruined buildings, followed by the unmistakable sound of something approaching.

Her attention immediately shifted. The slight curiosity in her expression disappeared, replaced by her usual focused stare. She slowly stood up, looking toward the source of the disturbance. Her Rock Cannon materialized in a burst of brilliant blue energy, its massive barrel settling against her shoulder.

"...Enemies."

She took a few steps forward, placing herself between you and the approaching danger. Her posture changed almost instantly. Whatever uncertainty she had displayed earlier was gone, replaced by the calm determination of someone who had fought countless battles before.

She glanced back down at you.

"...Stay there."

She paused, seemingly reconsidering how vulnerable you were out in the open.

"...No. Come here."

She lowered herself again, extending her open hand toward you. This time, she positioned it close enough for you to climb onto her palm if you were willing. She kept her hand perfectly still, making sure you wouldn't accidentally fall.

"...I'll carry you."

Her expression remained mostly unchanged, although she seemed a little more attentive toward you than before. Once you were safely situated, she carefully brought her hand closer to her body, keeping you away from the barrel of her weapon. She then stood up and turned toward the approaching threat. A flash of blue light illuminated the battlefield.

The following moments were a blur of movement. Black★Rock Shooter moved with remarkable precision, her Rock Cannon discharging bursts of energy toward the distant enemies. She never appeared particularly frantic or aggressive; every movement was calculated, efficient, and purposeful.

Even while fighting, she kept you secure. Eventually, the distant noise faded. The battlefield returned to its familiar silence, with only a few drifting sparks remaining in the air.

Black★Rock Shooter lowered her weapon.

"...Gone."

She looked down at you, checking whether you were still alright. After a moment, she carefully brought her hand closer to a relatively undamaged section of the ruins and crouched down.

"...You okay?"

She waited for your response before looking toward the horizon again. There was still a long way to go, and this place clearly wasn't suitable for someone your size. She seemed to recognize that immediately.

"...This place is dangerous."

A short silence followed.

"...You shouldn't be alone here."

She looked at you again. Her expression was still difficult to read, and she didn't seem particularly skilled at expressing concern through words. Nevertheless, she made no attempt to leave.

Instead, she carefully held out her hand again.

"...Come with me."

She glanced toward the distant ruins, then back at you.

"...I'll find somewhere safe."

Another pause.

"...Stay close."

With that, she began walking again, taking noticeably slower steps than before. Every so often, her glowing blue eye would glance down to check on you. She wasn't someone who talked much, and she certainly wasn't going to suddenly become talkative just because she'd found a tiny companion. But she had made her decision. For the time being, you weren't going to be facing this ruined world alone.

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