The person who stopped in front of Harmon looked at him quietly.
It was only then that Harmon realized that the person was taller and more muscular than he had thought.
How big was it? At least 2m tall, and if you squeezed Harmon into its broad shoulders, it looked like two people could fit in it.
He thought it was slowly approaching from afar, but before he knew it, it was right in front of him.
"…What's going on?"
"I guess I should ask that."
A rough voice answered Harmon's question politely. The tone of speech was very polite, very… … .
Iron grumble.
…It was threatening.
Harmon heard the voice of this huge person and, somewhat suspiciously, realized that she was a woman.
And he also realized that she was wearing steel armor under the robe.
Suddenly, the giant woman was standing quietly looking down at them, holding the crude cane that had been resting on the ground like a mace.
