"Milady, you're quite alright." He had a polite smirk on his face. "I know of the old wives' tales of this path. Perhaps, you're an adventurous girl? Nonsense, I am a grown man." He took her hand politely, and they'd walked only halfway down when there was a tree heard falling.
"Hmm.. there's definitely some adventure here, isn't there?" He let go of her, to wield his sword, as an ogre appeared, snorting and huffing as he crunched the tree with his horrible crooked teeth. "Blasphemy.." Peter sighed, and kept the girl behind him, as the ogre just happened to turn at the sound of a cracking branch she must've stepped on.
"Run!" Peter pushed the girl back further, as the ogre moaned and huffed as he got up speed. Peter managed to slice the beast's skin, causing him to fall back, and as they ran, the ogre only seemed to be getting faster. "Watch out!" He tackled Brooke to the side as the ogre heaved himself towards where she just was, and barreled into a tree, causing several to crash. Peter, quickly thinking, looked around. "Lure him that way! I won't let him hurt you!" He ran behind the ogre, and managed to climb the tree, jumping from a tall branch as the ogre raced towards the girl.
In a second, he leaped, and using the gravity slung his sword into the ogre, causing it to fall on his front, and Peter left on his back, his knuckles white with the grip on his sword. "Are you alright?" He asked, lost of breath, and hopped down, frowning at his bloodied sword. "My name's Peter. I can't seem to remember yours, forgive me." He caught his breath, and ran a hand through his messed up hair.