He cast his gaze toward the South, estimating that the howling must have come from at least ten miles away. Not only was the ogre's hide excellent drum material, but their roars could travel as far as twenty miles. It seemed that if their throats could be cut out and processed, a new military horn might indeed be invented. While peering into the distance, Komer entertained this somewhat malevolent thought.
"Ilot, it seems there are quite a few ogres over there. It looks like our mining venture is going to be more challenging than we expected. With those ogres lurking around, I'm afraid no one will be willing to mine here." Scratching his head in annoyance, Komer smacked his lips. "Has that dwarf made any new discoveries?"
