Insects

Unfortunately, his voice still wasn't loud enough. The thunder of hooves and the battle cries of the mounted warriors kept his voice from reaching his clansmen's ears. And so, tragedy struck!

After noticing the returning cavalry, Loris neither dodged nor retreated. Instead, she slowly swung the longsword in her hand, tracing a circle before her with its blade, then gripped it in reverse before her chest.

The movement was neither particularly fast nor slow, carrying a strong sense of ritual. Yet Groot, who watched it all, felt every hair on his body stand on end. He could sense immense danger approaching.

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

Groot immediately shouted at the top of his lungs. He knew Loris's attack would be anything but ordinary, and he cried out in desperate plea. At the same time, Marco, who had just crawled out of the building's ruins, saw the scene as well and shouted almost in unison with Groot.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Cloud Giants were indeed lawful good, but Faerûn's alignment system did not classify racism as either good or evil, order or chaos. In Faerûn, racism was not considered a major issue. Didn't elves look down on virtually every race while still serving as a backbone of the good-aligned factions?

So while Cloud Giants appeared gentle and impeccably polite, their giant chauvinism was no weaker than anyone else's. In the eyes of Cloud Giants, humans were merely noisy, irritating little insects. Cloud Giants would not deliberately target humans, but if humans provoked them, they would not indulge them either!

Loris now felt that these barbaric savages—these incomprehensible barbarians reeking of animal stench—were provoking her! She would not show mercy to a pack of ants.

"Cloud Moon Slash!"

As Loris's cool voice rang out, the sunlit sky abruptly transformed into a starry