The giant bat followed the man from a distance and led them to the foot of a mountain.
At the foot of the mountain was a deep cavern, and the disorderly traces of human activity were apparent outside.
Bang!
The man kicked over the iron pot in front of the cave and yelled, "Stop fucking hiding; pack your things and leave quickly."
Rumble!!
A group made up of orcs and humans rushed out of the cave, carrying all sorts of weapons.
"Poker, have you lost your mind? You were supposed to keep a lookout and wait for the ransom. What are you yelling about?" A beast-like orc, carrying a studded mace, roared aloud.
He expressed his anger and dissatisfaction at Poker's unauthorized return.
"Screw the ransom. There's an undead army coming from the north, thousands strong. You're still thinking about money when we're about to lose our lives," Poker continued to shout.
"Doesn't that old man care for his daughter's life? He dared to bring an army?"
