If we just block the cave, we can attack or defend as needed!

soon.

Under Vaughn's command, the ancient troll army, carrying torches, marched toward the mountain peak.

Vaughn waved away the maid clinging to him, stood up, and sat upright, ready to deal with any unexpected situations. As a wise chieftain, he naturally couldn't indulge in mating and venting his desires forever.

However....

The team had only been moving forward for a short while when Vaughn finally saw the small cave.

But Vaughn discovered...

From the cave in the distance, it seemed that a dozen or so...humans were emerging one after another?

"Hehehe... So this really is human territory?"

Vaughn grinned, suddenly finding his earlier caution somewhat amusing.

If he had known it was the initial territory of the human race, he wouldn't have been so cautious; he would have already roasted the humans.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Get them there now, don't let the humans escape!"

Vaughn was so excited that he even gave up the wicker chair.

He jumped off the rattan chair.

Holding a machete, he led the charge.

Humans are a rare commodity; I've heard they only existed ten thousand years ago...

If we can capture them alive, we'll take them back to Zandalar.

Even if we don't use it for food, just occasionally milking or bleeding him would be enough to ensure he'd be well-fed and clothed for the rest of his life in the tribe.

but....

As he ran, Vaughn realized that something seemed wrong.

The human race on the other side not only didn't run away, but instead charged towards his team.

At that moment, Vaughn smiled even more broadly.

The intelligence of humans...

That seems a bit low...