Two days later.
Grot stood in his own estate, looking at dozens of Northern Warriors clad in Dwarf Forged armor, ready to mobilize, his eyes flashing with satisfaction.
Northern Warriors are the innate warriors of the Main Plane of Glory; even civilians who have never seen a Northern Warrior can recognize them with a 90% probability upon first sight.
Because that unique temperament is simply too outstanding.
Resolute, Fearless.
No one could crush a group of Northern Warriors head-on, for even at the cost of all their lives, these warriors with fearless blood coursing through their veins would not retreat a single step.
"Form ranks!!"
With a shout, whoosh—
The Northern Warriors before him neatly divided into five squads, each precisely ten men strong.
These robust Northern Warriors were clan members Grot had brought out when he left the Northern Lands twenty-five years ago,
