"So, it's you bunch of weaklings whose bones have been softened by sunlight."
Not only was the Master of the Dark Furnace, Lokar, disdainful, but the other Gray Dwarves nearby also showed a sense of shared enmity upon seeing the Dwarf Elders from the surface.
The entanglement between the Dwarves and Gray Dwarves, originally from the same lineage, could at least fill three books.
"Young human, since you're colluding with the Dwarves, it seems we have nothing to talk about."
Raine noticed that this time, the look in Lokar's eyes towards him was no longer filled with the previous concealed apprehension but instead filled with fury.
"Die!!"
With a fierce roar from Lokar!
Lokar, who was originally only about 1.5 meters tall, started to swell up as if inflated, with gray-white skin underneath, dense veins wriggling like worms.
In just a moment, Lokar transformed into a small giant nearly 2.8 meters tall, full of bulging muscles!
Gigantification?
