March 6th.
Shadowy Forest.
Sunny.
The commanded troll vanguard army will soon arrive at the Buffalo Plains.
They will take away all the smoked dried meat and hunt more buffalo to supply the entire allied force.
Compared to their past brutality, the current Gurubashi Trolls can be described as insane.
They delightedly hunt all visible living creatures, chopping off their heads and arranging them haphazardly.
This looked like some kind of terrifying ritual.
But what was even more frightening was the complete unpredictability of the trolls' madness.
The well-traveled Arnold couldn't help but feel a headache over the situation of these trolls.
"Goodness, how do these trolls gather together without slaughtering each other?"
They were like madmen who only knew slaughter, with perhaps their greatest skill being decapitation.
Loc remained silent upon hearing this.
