"Wait..."
"Look quickly!"
"General Fearn, look, what's that in the sky?"
"Whoosh——"
Hearing the piercing screech, the dwarves all raised their heads. They saw dozens of pitch-black metallic ovoids streaking toward their direction.
"This is..."
Even the fearless General Fearn's pupils shrank sharply.
He recognized this weapon—these were the ones that had claimed the lives of countless dwarf comrades, destroyed their walls, and mercilessly ravaged the mountains and lands they held sacred...
With a series of muffled sounds far quieter than ordinary bomb explosions, the projectiles burst open. The ground was engulfed in clouds of white mist-like gas.
Fearn roared at the sky, "Imperial people! Are you bluffing? You think this will scare a dwarf warrior?"
The next moment, his pupils reflected a fierce blaze of fire.
"Boom——"
