"What kind of beast can kill these goblin warriors without a scratch?!"
Alex pondered.
"My lord, they all have one thing in common. There's no sharp wound, like one caused by a claw or a blade."
A King Swordsman some meters behind Asher said.
"That's because what killed them doesn't fight with claws or blades… it uses its fists." A gleam flashed past Asher's eyes as he stared at a deep footprint.
It was much bigger than that of the goblins, and while the snow had covered the footprints of the goblins, it could not cover these footprints.
Alex approached.
"It looks like a human's foot."
His eyes narrowed.
"It's not. My guess is this beast belongs to the ape lineage, but it's not just any ordinary ape… It's the 'Winter Titan!'
"But… my lord… That's a mythical beast. How could a mythical beast like the winter titan be so close to human settlement after the war?"
Alex gasped.