Tang Shaoyang stood on the wall with Engin as the dwarf pointed at the camps across their territory. Hundreds of camps stretched out along with thousands of people, and they were not human, for sure. Their skin was red. They had horns, mostly a single and a pair of horns, but he could find the three-horned and the four-horned, which were less common. Their eyes were all black, and aside from that, they had a similar build to humans.
"They came a few months ago and demanded that I surrender to be their slaves!" Engin was gritting his teeth. Of course, he censored the vile words they threw at him.
"Do they tell you their faction?" Tang Shaoyang wanted to know if he was facing a renowned faction or if they were just a newcomer like him.
Engin furrowed his brow as he tried to recall his unpleasant memory, "Ah, they said they came from Black Hollow… Something like that."
