This was a ruin buried with vines and wild grass.
A few goblins were gathered around a bonfire, roasting a plump mountain rabbit.
Suddenly, a shadow enveloped them...
Before the goblins could react, a thick, large hand lifted the leader who was roasting the rabbit like picking up a chick.
The remaining goblins turned their heads and were scared out of their wits, hurriedly turning around to kneel on the ground, trembling...
In front of them stood a ferocious team of Half-Beasts, led by none other than Black Iron Upper Peak's Black Stone.
Black Stone looked at the trembling goblin he had lifted, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
He casually threw it to the ground and said,
"Where's your leader?"
The goblin fell to the ground but didn't get angry.
It quickly scrambled up, grinning fawningly at Black Stone while pointing in a direction, making "ah ah ah" gestures.
