In a small room, the leaders of several major Tribes from deep within the Wilderness were gathered. They were discussing details, their purpose unknown.
"Lately, a certain human has made quite a name for himself in the Wilderness," the Pigman Leader began. "Rumor has it he's slain a dragon."
He was the strongest Warrior of the Pigman Race, confident that his personal martial prowess was absolutely top-tier. Even that fellow Gus would have to put in some effort to take him down.
But even so, he still held a deep reverence for anyone who could slay a dragon.
Giant Dragons and Giants were the apex predators of this world. A single glance at their majestic forms, which blotted out the sun and sky, was enough to make one feel the vastness of the heavens and the earth, and their own insignificance in comparison.
Anyone capable of slaying a dragon was not to be underestimated.
