A sudden flurry of night partridge wings echoed from the distant bushes, immediately quieting the group of professional robbers.
The Bear Goblins had a habit of not wearing shoes, and those stationed at the foot of the Red Earth Highland to guard the captives suddenly felt a subtle and barely perceptible trembling from the ground to their toes. Being seasoned criminals of the Donau Wasteland, several Bear Goblins immediately lay prone on the ground, putting their furry ears to the root of the grass to listen carefully.
An experienced Bear Goblin spat on his finger, twisted it around, and stood up to loudly call out to the goblin leader on the hill, "Boss! There are people coming from the east, and we can't tell just how many there are by their footsteps! It seems like a huge beast, as heavy as an Earth Badger!"
