Sterl's expression was grim; in the worst-case scenario, the Frost Giant army would indeed descend upon them.
Now that he had evaded their pursuit, it wouldn't matter; sooner or later, they would come knocking, and he would have to face the encirclement of dozens of Frost Giants!
"However, by that time, my strength might increase again, allowing me to contend with such monsters."
He reassured himself, though the hesitation in his voice revealed his own uncertainty.
Facing such a creature, one that could resist radiant-level skills released by upper-tier divine authorities, he truly didn't know how to fight.
"Fortunately, I haven't started constructing my legendary story yet. If the Frost Giant army descends, slaughtering everything in their path, what kind of tales would be left to tell?"
Then, Sterl made a sarcastic remark, his eyes glued to the detection screen, fearing that another burst of golden light would drop down, just like the previous Frost Giant.
