From Micro Bookends.
“Fear is your enemy. We will succeed.”
“We’re gonna be swallowed,” JanJan whispered.
Maxine didn’t believe his statistics. Tonight, humans would win the war.
“When we’re inside aim for the gold,” the captain said. An ogre’s golden tooth was its weakness.
The experimental shrinking process succeeded. However, the troops hadn’t expected the sheer magnitude of the rancid smell. The fumes attacked the nervous system and rendered the human troops useless.
Their last line of defense had failed. The ogre’s bad breath had triumphed.
Maxine tried to catch JanJan but she couldn’t move. He tumbled down the ogre’s throat. Maxine’s scream was drowned by the shuttle’s explosion. Her body went flying.