Robert realized their power wasn't enough, so he began forging even stronger weapons.
Another decade passed. With the weapons he forged, humanity successfully repelled wave after wave of beast tides. They even formed Hunter squads to charge into the mountains and clear them out.
After five years of this purge, the dangerous monsters were eliminated one by one, leaving only unevolved animals. The crisis that had hung over everyone's heads was finally over.
By this point, Robert had grown to be ten meters tall. His hair had turned fiery red, and the sweat that dripped from him was molten lava. His very breath could stir up a scorching wind, and his body temperature was so high that grass and trees would spontaneously combust in his presence. He was no longer fit to live in the city.
There was a volcano in the mountains, so he settled there. To his surprise, he was completely unaffected by the magma's intense heat; he could even bathe in it. To him, even the air tasted sweet.
