His species was born with the ability to think, a blessing granted by the Beach God. And because of that, with their combined might, all monsters that may stumble upon their village were inevitably deterred.
However...
This—... These threats were different!
Whatever kind of monsters they had deterred before were in no way comparable to what they were facing now!
They tore through their line of men in an instant, decimated their homes with a single charge with their horn that pierced through several of their companions or with a single swing with their weapons, which swept everyone away.
The Crabman flinched and hid behind a torn-down sand mound, watching as a fearful creature in the distance devoured his brethren. It had multiple legs and was clearly wounded... But the thing was, these wounds didn't look like stab wounds...
With its seemingly impenetrable exoskeleton, all attacks made against it were useless! It was also the one who began the attack on their village!
