Elves were proud. As the overlords of antiquity, even in decline, they had every right to be proud. But that did not mean they had the right to disdain the world's rulers before them.
Giants had once been the undisputed rulers of the land! Even in that ancient age when dragons filled the skies, giants had remained the unquestioned masters of the world! In fact, if most giants had been able to fly, whether dragons could have ruled the skies at all would have been another matter.
The words "Titan-blooded descendants" were not something giants said merely to boast; they were true! The Titan-blooded descendants who had once stood at the pinnacle of the continent possessed power equal to the gods themselves. All things could only bow before them.
When elves and dwarves had overthrown the hegemony of giants and dragons, it had only been because the timing was right. By the time elves arrived on Toril, dragons had begun to dwindle in great numbers. The truly mighty dragons had already left the Material Plane for their planar travels, while giants had become exceedingly weak due to changes in their world's environment.
The ancient beasts that giants had once hunted for food had gone extinct, and the bloodline of the Titan-blooded descendants had begun to wither. Cloud Giants and storm giants had started to hide away, while ordinary giants suffered from food shortages and bloodline degeneration caused by inbreeding. More and more inferior giants emerged, and the once-glorious giant empire vanished with the smoke.
It was at that time that the allied forces of elves and dwarves began reshaping the world's hegemony.
But that did not mean they could look down on a noble race like the Cloud Giants! As races that had once fought giants head-on, they knew especially