Blake didn't spend much time pondering whether the Beastmen would flee.
Or rather, the situation no longer allowed him to think. The humans' war cries grew closer, and according to the fleeing Goblin Warriors, the Flying Dragon was already overhead.
"Quick! Form up! Form up!"
"Stop them! Stop them! Get all the Stone we've stockpiled!"
Feeling the killing intent radiating from the distant human Soldiers, Blake finally understood why the Goblin Warriors from before had been so terrified.
Indeed, this army was on a completely different level from any they had encountered before.
...
From the sky, Robson silently watched it all unfold. Goblins swarmed from every direction, crashing into the human forces.
Looking down from above, it was like watching swarms of ants colliding.
The entirety of Ancient Dumu Town was packed to the brim with humans and goblins. The battlefield had even spilled out beyond the town's borders.
"Look! A dragon! It's that dragon again!"
