"Tyler, how dare you barge into my home!!" Sir Giant roared, stopping before the king of the fishmen.
"Hadn't I already warned you several times before, and you still dared to try and marry your son to my granddaughter, and now you bring your army here?"
Tyler, the king of his tribe, had brought over three thousand men into the Ford realm.
He would go all out if he needed to, just to protect the life of his son.
"You damned bug, I shouldn't have spared you all those years ago. It seems I am getting another chance at correcting my mistake." Sir Giant's body was covered by a deadly presence, his killing intent surging.
Everyone on the ground panicked. Who would have thought things could escalate so fast?
The Trant, Grant, Star, and a few others laughed heartily. This was exactly what they wanted. Now that the chance was here, how could they not join in the fun?
