It was high noon, and most of the Hill Giants in the camp were gathered around a bonfire.
They were generally around ten meters tall, with skin the color of grayish-brown rock. They wore only simple Beast Hides.
Some of these big fellows were dozing, others were sharpening their Weapons with huge Stone Axes, but most were craning their necks, staring eagerly at their lunch that was taking forever to roast, letting out impatient roars from time to time.
Raylo withdrew his gaze, in no hurry.
He swung himself off Baofeng's back and leisurely took out the food prepared by the cook, Marlin, from his Spatial Bag.
"Time to eat."
The words had barely left his mouth when two playful shadows that had been frolicking nearby darted to his feet.
Moonlight deftly snatched a fat goose that was roasted to a greasy, golden-brown.
