"Roar—"
The Land Dragon Beasts let out a deep roar and charged directly into the burning camp.
These Hill Giants were far taller than ordinary humanoids, but they still appeared powerless against the charge of these mountain-sized Dragon Beasts.
"Ah!"
"It hurts!"
These crude giants were trampled underfoot and smashed into pulp, letting out screams and wails.
"Who... are you?"
"Why, invade, tribe?"
The hunched-over, staff-wielding Hill Giant Elder was both shocked and angry. They had lived beast-like lives for millennia, only concerned with eating and reproducing, but possessed basic intelligence.
The Hill Giant Elders, usually the wise ones among them, knew a few basic common language words and asked this question.
They had lived in Cartapa for many years.
The Hill Giants already knew the horror of the humans from the South and never took the initiative to attack, only greedily devouring the nearby creatures.
