Splash, he flipped open the book "Giant War."
Hava's gaze immediately lingered on the very beginning of the story.
"Cold, trembling..."
Huh? What an opening line.
His eyes moved down, continuing to read. The narrative unfolded from a first-person perspective, recounting a journey through many events, such as the emergence of the Blood Clan, the great Melulan, and so on.
These details held no special allure for Hava; the existence of many races, one such race that fed on blood didn't seem surprising, especially when there were others that could only survive by eating human brains, even more arrogant and wild than the Blood Clan, yet they still lived well.
When he read about the war between the Undead and the Giants, his expression finally changed.
The mighty 'Giant' Sekapus, that nearly destructive, terrifying war storm that ravaged half the kingdom, the Undead mounts that blotted out the sky, and the Undead's relentless, righteous roars.
