"Have all the cannons been set up?" Solam tossed the head of an infernal gnoll hunter onto the ground, then turned to look at one of Unos's adjutants—a gnoll blessed by Malcanthet.
That's right, a gnoll. In truth, under Yeenoghu's rule, the gnolls were not a united front either. In a place like the Abyss, there were always unexpected individuals. Quite a few gnolls were deeply dissatisfied with Yeenoghu's near-brutal rule. They would rather join the pirates than remain under Yeenoghu's command.
And this adjutant was one of them.
"We need another ten minutes! Our cannon positions will be ready then!" The gnoll adjutant swallowed a chunk of flesh he had bitten from an infernal gnoll's neck, then reported to Solam while chewing.
Because gnolls had mouth structures like hyenas, they chewed with wild abandon, spraying blood everywhere. Whenever he ate and chewed, Solam kept his distance.
"We could have been faster, but Yeenoghu's little bastards are too troublesome. They keep charging us like they don't care about dying, and we've already wasted a lot of time."
Solam suddenly thrust one hand viciously into the empty space behind him.
Squelch.
After the sound of flesh being pierced, the empty air suddenly rippled with light and shadow. A pitch-black gnoll appeared there, its chest and abdomen completely impaled by Solam's hand.
"Urgh..."
The gnoll struggled to raise its head and looked at Solam in terror, letting out an unintelligible sound.
Boom!
Before the gnoll could react further, flames erupted from Solam's palm. In an instant, the fire burned through the gnoll's entire body, bursting from its mouth, eyes, and ears.
Solam flicked his hand and threw the thoroughly roasted gnoll to the ground. Then he chuckled at the gnoll adjutant. "They haven't really done anything wrong. We've already marched all the