"Call them to the battlefield, and they'll have devoured their teammates before the fight even starts!"
"No wonder they were so fierce earlier; a well-fed ogre is nothing short of unstoppable!"
Wildhammer unconsciously looked towards the injured soldiers and suddenly made a somewhat shocking discovery.
The soldiers who had been heavily injured just a moment ago were now supporting each other as they exited the medical camp, discussing the gains and losses of the battle.
Healing spells?
Surely it couldn't be advanced healing potions?
The soldiers of the Bay Domain were training with their lives on the line!
Wildhammer began to understand why the Bay Domain soldiers were improving so quickly and why their combat strength was so formidable.
Wildhammer had made up his mind; despite their unremarkable appearance, the will to fight and battle experience of the Bay Domain's soldiers were second to none compared to the vast majority of elite soldiers.
