Beneath the pitch-black night sky.
Several long, thin figures slowly emerged from the forest.
Or, more precisely, they crawled out.
In the faint moonlight, their general outlines did look human, but they crawled on all fours.
Their limbs were also disproportionate to their torsos, unnaturally elongated.
If they stood upright, they would be at least two meters tall.
The tribespeople were astonished by the sight.
Though they had already encountered all kinds of giant creatures, these beings had a strangely unsettling air about them. They looked similar to humans, yet were clearly much larger.
However.
What happened next made it impossible for the tribespeople to keep watching calmly.
After surveying the shore for a while, the sneaky, long-limbed figures scrambled toward a certain direction.
They were heading straight for the great ship where everyone was anchored.
Now, no one dared to keep watching.
That ship was their only hope of returning to their homeland. They could not risk anything happening to it.
A bonfire was hastily lit.
In its glow,
the people raised their bows and arrows and roared out a warning in unison.
When they couldn't speak the same language,
the best way to issue a warning was to shout as loudly as possible.
However,
the long, thin figures crawling along the ground ignored them.
More and more grotesquely elongated figures poured out of the forest.
They seemed to have clearly divided their duties.
Some roared as they charged toward the tribespeople on the shore.
The others rushed to attack the ships on the water.
Now that their hostility was unmistakable,
Ned had no reason to wait any longer.
The Shell Insect, lying in wait beneath the water, burst through the surface and struck at once.
In an instant, strange roars and screams rang out across the water.
Once