You stay and ready your sword for combat. The creaking door opens, and you are greeted with a spectacular view of a shimmering castle with many turrets. Whoever owns it must be rich.
Then your attention snaps back to the person standing in front of you. You still have your sword out in defensive position, and a small head appears. Looking up, the person seems frightened by the sight of such a huge and impressive sword, and whips his own little dagger out.
Seeing a little child, you relax, and let your sword drop.