At the report, Wolaz slowly straightened its massive body, its scarlet vertical pupils instantly narrowing to slits.
"Two-legged beasts? They actually dared crawl out of their turtle shells?"
A rumbling growl rose from its throat, like a starving beast catching the scent of blood.
"Good! Saves me the trouble of going after them myself!"
"Is it those scrawny ones with the pointy ears, or those bastards covered in that stinking light, the ones that hurt your teeth when you bite them?"
The Gargoyle shook its head in terror.
"No... neither!"
"They... they're the humans we encountered before, the ones with steel weapons!"
"Steel spears! Lots and lots of them!"
The Gargoyle pointed at the still-smoking cracks in its body and said fearfully:
"They fly! They explode as soon as they get close!"
"Any closer, and our bodies burn like we're being scorched by lava!"
"We couldn't get anywhere near them to scout! We suffered terrible casualties!"
It howled incoherently:
"We could only look from far away! A huge, dark mass, all lumps of iron! They're rolling straight toward us!"
Iron spears...
Lumps of iron...
Those two phrases brought Wolaz to a halt, and it frowned.
It instinctively raised its left hand, the hand Kael's holy light had melted away in the battle ten days earlier.
Fresh flesh had already grown back, but the searing pain of melting still lingered deep between its bones, reminding it of that day's humiliation.
It was the appearance of those damned humans that had cost its legion so dearly!
Those exploding "iron spears" and strange "iron boxes"!
For the first time since invading this world, a pack of two-legged beasts had bitten it so painfully, even forcing it into a panicked retreat!
Over the past few days, it had specially summoned large numbers of the