Fily and the other Cocogoat demi-humans struggled together to push over the chaotic pile of rotten wood on the wagon.
Crash~
The decayed wood collapsed like an avalanche onto the ground, and a rotten, damp stench rushed straight into Fily's face. She immediately sneezed twice, tears nearly forced out from the choking smell.
Sniffling hard, Fily opened her eyes again, only to find her clansmen already crowded together, all searching for the best pieces of wood.
"Hurry up, you incarnations of demons, damned blue haired devils."
The human foreman shot the Cocogoat demi-humans a look of disgust before taking out a bag of crispy bread cubes from his pocket and carefully pinching a little for the other two guards.
