"Guard, give the order to prepare for battle."
"Belsden, let's go and have a look."
As he spoke, Hudson had already roused the baby bear from his slumber.
Disregarding Belsden's resentful eyes, he urged Uncle Bear to set off in the direction the scouts had pointed.
Hudson did not want to leave the bulk of the army to personally scout the frontline, but he had no choice.
Faced with elite orcs, ordinary scouts were incapable of close range reconnaissance.
With a push of his bear's paw, Uncle Bear stretched out, revealing a bear that stood five meters tall.
Upon witnessing this display, Hudson rolled his eyes and leapt onto the bear's back.
Having picked up bad habits from somewhere, Belsden had grown more and more flamboyant.
Despite his ability to control his size, he still liked to present himself as a giant bear.
It was as if the exclamations from the crowd were melodious music to him.
