Chapter 1009: Help Has Consequences

"Don't fuck with me!"

BAM—!

A Giant, as tall as a boulder, delivered a forceful strike to another Giant's abdomen, propelling him backward with the impact.

"Kuuuh…"

Blood spewed out of the struck Giant's mouth, forming a crimson arc on the ground as he staggered while clutching his wounded midsection.

"Let this be a final warning, Cimir. Know your place." 

Big enough to cast a shadow on a two-storey building, the attacking Giant, a man with black hair and gray sideburns, bellowed. 

"…Ha… haha… hahaha…!"

Cimir, wiping off the blood from his lips, snickered with visible scorn. 

A sharp pain surged from his abdomen yet he still cackled while looking at the man with gray sideburns, then turned to look at the colossal figure sitting atop a stone throne at the end of the hall.

"…See… I told you, chief… Malros… no, his entire faction… these brutes only know how to use their fists…"