"Don't fuck with me!"
BAM—!
A Giant, as tall as a boulder, delivered a forceful strike to another Giant's abdomen, propelling him backward with the impact.
"Kuuuh…"
Blood spewed out of the struck Giant's mouth, forming a crimson arc on the ground as he staggered while clutching his wounded midsection.
"Let this be a final warning, Cimir. Know your place."
Big enough to cast a shadow on a two-storey building, the attacking Giant, a man with black hair and gray sideburns, bellowed.
"…Ha… haha… hahaha…!"
Cimir, wiping off the blood from his lips, snickered with visible scorn.
A sharp pain surged from his abdomen yet he still cackled while looking at the man with gray sideburns, then turned to look at the colossal figure sitting atop a stone throne at the end of the hall.
"…See… I told you, chief… Malros… no, his entire faction… these brutes only know how to use their fists…"
