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We followed Zen through a rocky tunnel, well for us it was more like a chasm, but I imagine the massive yetis saw it as a simple tunnel. Seriously, Zen’s shoulders almost brushed the sides.
“So are you like 'average size' for a yeti?” I asked.
Zen laughed, a harsh bark that echoed against the stone around us.
“I thought you had met our kind before?” He looked back at me, his sharp incisors glinting.
“Yeah, but you're definitely taller than Wendiga, and Yeren’s got nothing on your size."
Zen paused, becoming as still as a tree in the dark tunnel.
“Is there something wrong, Zen?"
The yeti rippled from head to toe like a cat then shook his head and resumed walking.
"I'm just surprised that you know Yeren.”
"Why is that?" There was something else going on here. A gigantic yeti doe
