Kostchtchie felt heartbroken that the treasure he had just acquired was about to leave him, but for the sake of his grand ambition, the Lord of Wrath could accept it.
But there was something else Kostchtchie could not accept.
His territory had come under attack. A group of tanar'ri demons was invading his domain. Less than an hour after the insectoid envoy arrived, his eastern border fortress had suffered a fierce assault.
At first, Kostchtchie had not paid much attention. His Eastern Dark Fortress was the first line of defense against the outside world. Every year, tanar'ri demons with no regard for their lives launched attacks, and Kostchtchie had long ceased to care, because he had faith in the frost giant barbarian warriors under his command. Just as he had during every invasion over the past several thousand years.
But before Kostchtchie and the insectoid envoy could reach a final agreement, new reports arrived. The Eastern Dark Fortress had already fallen, and every frost giant warrior within it had been killed!
The news made Kostchtchie tear the unfortunate messenger to pieces almost instantly! Kostchtchie simply could not believe that anyone could breach his fortress in less than an hour! To protect Frostfell, Kostchtchie had pushed his territory's defenses to the limit! He did not believe those brainless tanar'ri could break through his defenses!
But the reports that followed once again confirmed the accuracy of the intelligence.
His territory had indeed been invaded! And the invasion was still ongoing! Before long, the frost giant tribes living across the eastern ice plains came under attack from endless demons, and frost giant tribes were continuously slaughtered by the demons!
The demons invaded at astonishing speed, and as the invasion continued, the blood pools that Kostchtchie had originally sealed were opened by the tanar'ri.