Ember thought that the beastmen of the White Tiger Clan were already huge and savage, but they were adorable cats in comparison to the beings in front of her. With stone-like grayish green skin, the group was composed of males with tusks protruding from their lower jaws, holding in their hands spears, clubs and rods as weapons. Aggression and brutality seemed to ooze from their muscled bodies.
With her eyes wide, Ember took in the sight of the giants twice as tall as her. Given their large size, she could not help but wonder how they moved so stealthily she did not even hear their footsteps.
The creature nearest to them let out an angry roar, speaking in a manner Ember could not understand.
"Miss, stay back. I will take care of these orcs," Erlos said as he stood in front of her, positioning himself in such a way none of the orcs could see her behind him.
