The remaining scouts braced themselves and broke into the line of the hippopotamus warriors, the symphony of blood and flesh instantly resounded.
Earl Casano was after all a shrewd man. When he made out that these Bimon River Hippo warriors were clad in golden armor and wielding giant hawk-shaped shields, he knew things were going south.
In the entire Bimon Kingdom, apart from the royal guard, no other lord could afford such extravagant armaments for their troops. The sturdy physique of the hippo warriors and their hawk-shaped bronze shields made Earl Casano apprehensive.
Even after Casano made some headway, he couldn't help glance back, a sight he would remember for the rest of his life.
