In a voice only he could hear, he kept murmuring:
"It's over!"
"It's over!"
...
The defeat was as sudden as a landslide.
A tentative battle was inexplicably turned by him into a battle for the survival of his species.
Deep down, the Centipede Marshal was filled with regret. If he had known how strong the enemy was, he would never have tried to chew on this hard bone.
The centipede officers who followed him were all moving with their heads down, clearly shocked by the recent battle.
With humans being so powerful, what future does the Giant Centipede Clan have?
If they had a choice, they would rather not have this war. Even if it meant staying in the Black Stone Mountain Range among the magical beasts, they wouldn't have initiated this war for an uncertain future.
Compared to the barren Earth Core World, the Black Stone Mountain Range was wealthy.
There were game animals, wild vegetables, wild fruits, and various flora and fauna that could stave off hunger.
