West Coast of the Kingdom, fallen territory.
Amidst the ruins, a tall Pigman struggled to lift his body, his coarse bristles covered in gravel and dried blood scabs. He was the leader of a small squad of over ten Pigmen.
Now, in this fallen territory, many disorganized Demon Race teams like him roamed around.
They were not a regular army, merely trying to take captives amidst the chaos of the crumbling human defense lines.
Without the backing of the Demon Race's grand army, this endeavor was naturally fraught with peril.
But those who stepped into this land were either confident in their own strength and wits or had no other choice, like him.
The Pigman Duke Xenophon died on the battlefield, dealing a heavy blow to the Pigman forces within the Empire.
