The behemoth charged wildly across the land.
Feeling the slight tremble of the ground, Mugalen's heart chilled as he glanced out of the corner of his eye and even saw ripples upon ripples in the puddles.
Although he had mentally prepared himself before executing the plan, facing such a massive beast was intimidating to anyone.
But by now, there was no turning back.
In such a situation, any accident could happen in the blink of an eye, no one could rush over in time, and everything depended on him alone.
In narrow straits, brave men prevail!
Watching the behemoth roar towards him, Mugalen fiercely pulled down the triangular cheval de frise!
This terrain was carefully chosen by Mugalen: a narrow valley bottom that was easy to defend but difficult to attack, with a strategic advantage similar to holding a pass against thousands, and one side blocked by the cheval de frise, not even a brown bear could charge through unimpeded.
