Like Count Lykel had said, there was an ogre by the lake inside the forest. It was chomping on a large deer like a chicken leg.
'The size, around five meter, and uses a thick wooden club as weapon.'
When it comes to fantasy world ogres, it is the kind of guy that normally comes to mind.
"It is no joke. Even one mistake can be fatal."
Lorian swallowed his dry saliva and commented in a wobbly tone.
He and his party members looked tense. Looking at that big club, it was worth it. If you are hit by it authentically, you'll be crushed like a fly swatted by a fly stick.
"It would be better to plan the operation properly."
Lorian, his party members, and Frillite began to plan on how to subjugate the ogre.
The plan was nothing special.
The sorcerers in Lorian's party will apply debuffs on the ogre.
Warriors standing on the vanguard will stop the ogre from using its size to its advantage, and meanwhile, the sorcerers will shoot out magic spells to inflict damage.
