The throats of the Mastiff People emitted low growls, their bone clubs creaking in their gripped hands.
The sounds of fighting and the harshly blowing wind passed by Liu Zhenhan's ears, a spark of inspiration flashing through his mind like a bolt of lightning.
Liu Zhenhan stuck his phalanx in the ground, sat down, and casually adjusted the string on his thigh.
The pandas and Mastiff People all watched their boss peculiarly as he was preparing to charge in yet suddenly stopped, not understanding what he was planning to do next.
Gude was lost in thought looking at the thick slab of wood wrapped around the handle of his Wolf Fang Club. In the hole where he stabs his triangular sword, a small worm-like creature's head peeked out.
"Are there termites?" Gude wondered strangely in his chaotic mind, pushing towards the edge of drunken rage.
The bleak yet familiar singing interrupted his thoughts.
My home is on the Red Earth Highland ~ ~
An ogre walks over the slope~ ~
