Suddenly, a child's scream echoed from the camp's entrance.
The Tieflings quickly turned their heads to look.
"Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho..."
They saw several strong and mighty ogres shouting as they carried thick logs, casually walking into the camp. The Tiefling guards at the entrance did not dare to stop them.
"Everyone, line up—"
Another troop of more than thirty half-dragonized hobgoblins appeared at the entrance of the "House of Ruin," marching in orderly formation, ready to station themselves in the camp.
Hundreds of Dragon Vein Kobolds followed closely behind, natural diggers and builders, destined to be the main force in constructing this town.
"Roar—"
Ancestral wyverns roared freely in the sky; any yeti daring to intrude would be reduced to ashes by their flames.
"Oh my god, ogres are actually our allies."
"Will these kobolds steal our stuff..."
"Is that a wyvern?"
"We'll be working with these monsters from now on."
