The alliance army formed of multiple races was currently walking in Eeofol.
"Damn it! It's getting hotter! I hate this place!"
A rough orc wearing a bull-horned helmet and baring his muscular upper body complained as he rode on the back of a huge kodo beast. Although he was muttering, his loud voice was still audible from tens of meters away.
"Gorshak, stop complaining!" The person who answered was the elven sorceress Gem, who was wearing a green cloak. There was a white veil covering her face to prevent her from inhaling the poisonous gas drifting from volcanoes. "This is the territory of the demons. You should have thought of what kind of environment it would be."
"This is what makes me the angriest. Even if we can chase the demons out, the scars of Mother Earth won't be able to recover in a short time!" Gorshak said angrily. "These fellows should go to Hell!"
