The men within the fort were fear-stricken. They paled, weapons raised and trembling. More and more ghastly creatures accumulated. Wings flocked, almost in a wriggling mass like a dense swarm of flies surrounding rotting flesh, lured by the rancid smell of decomposing. As if lost in a frenzy, they covered the giant malibreed-like creature protecting the aphrodite within. Harow's arms tore through the mass swarm, making sure that not a scratch would land on the youth. His massiveness was used to scare the irritating things surrounding him. When his long and tremendous arms swung, it appeared as if it was a giant oak truck thrown to scare away a flock of crows in a farmer's field.
Bravo! Moumou!
Nyello~
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