At the imperial castle, Emperor Rogg, seated on his gigantic turquoise crystal throne, received important information from one of his warriors. Far away in the lands of Venadyl, a ray of darkness linked the heavens, as the warrior bent his knee in front of the emperor to share his fears.

  The emperor, was the 2nd son of the previous emperor, and had been chosen for his fighting skills, which surpassed those of his brother. His body was like a diamond, and he wore a red-and-white, reinforced woollen robe, slippers and a majestic crown of gold and precious gems.

  His face showed a few wrinkles, demonstrating an advanced age, his expression seemed firm, merciless and the hair absent from his head.

  He looked much older than his big brother Goan, but his body and the gleam of his blue eyes showed great power and vitality.

  Honoring the emperor's name, Rogg, the new capital was built in the center of the empire, where the old capital, Oossas, lay toward the northern seas.

  The Moon Palace, a structure that rivals the old capital's Palace of Bones in size, was in fact far superior, thanks to the materials used in its construction and, above all, to the participation of dwarf workers brought in from the only neighboring territory allied to the giants, in the south, offering detailed knowledge and expertise in terms of construction.

  The interior of the palace seemed dark and light at the same time, but the throne shone with a bluish light that seemed almost sinister.

  The warrior waited with bent knees, head bowed, watching the gloomy floor.

  Rogg, curious, got up to see for himself, dismissing the warrior with a wave of his hand, and moved towards the 3rd-floor balcony. It was the first time such a thing had happened, he thought, as his eyes riveted on the ghastly scene.

  -Magic?” said the emperor in a serious tone.

  His advisors, who followed him, aquiesced. It was magic, they said, powerful magic, although they didn't actually know the damage it would cause to the empire.

  -Should we launch a full-scale offensive? suggested one of the advisors.

  -No, Rogg replied sharply.

  -Let's prepare to defend our lands. Bring me the mage.

  From the balcony, Rogg and his advisors continued to watch in silence, the emperor seemed to observe a tiny blue glow mingling with the tenebrous beam, as he was about to signal this to his advisors he was interrupted by the arrival of a messenger carrying important news. He ran up the steps towards the balcony, sweating as he began to lower himself to the ground as the emperor interrupted him.

  -A message from the mage? Speak up!

  -No, your highness, Ennemies are invading our lands.

  In the blue flames, the glorious palace of Ygretamuaht burned, strange, almost lifelike flames engulfed everything. The capital was transformed into a bluish furnace.

  No sound, no life, only the sound of the flames devouring the history of Venadyl.

  In the palace of the 3 stones, Kho continues his training, he trains relentlessly since he knows that he will have a role to play in the war, every day he persists in moving his claymore in all directions, his Half Giant hands, although robust, bleed from supporting such fast and powerful movements of such a heavy weapon.

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  "Ah... Yaah!!!" The heavy noise of the claymore falling from his hands in full jump resonates on the large room on which he is. Kho who tries to pick up his claymore on the ground ends up losing his balance under fatigue and almost collapses.

  "That's enough, don't overdo it, Master Kho, it's already late, you need to rest now..."

  "No... I haven't mastered my weapon yet..."

  "Master, mastering a weapon comes with time, training too hard will have no good results."

  "Very well Dule, I asked you to advise me since you are an old warrior, so I will follow your advice"

  Kho was alone with Dule in the room, having no one else but human slaves to talk to in the palace, Kho had made the decision to ask Dule, his

  favorite servant, to teach him his art of combat.

  Taking his claymore with his right hand, Kho advanced towards the terrace of his immense room which was on the 4th floor, the building being made to accommodate the people of the Giants, it was therefore colossal and extremely large, the surrounding land was green with many massive trees, the full moon gave a rather sinister aura to the dark surroundings, only in the distance a blue light could be seen, something terrible was preparing in the distance, Kho knew it.

  As he watched the surroundings of the palace from the terrace he couldn't help but check if his father had definitely forgotten him...

  He feared him because he had already tried several times to kill him, but Kho still wanted to see him again, he wanted more than anything to be accepted by his father and the other Giants, he cursed his condition as a Demi-Giant and his only real moments of joy were in his dreams when he saw himself as a Giant.

  Kho was impatiently waiting to go to war, and to earn his place in Oosa, but now it was time for him to go to sleep.

  "Dule, bring me something to drink, then tell me one of your stories to help me sleep."

  "Yes, Master Kho."

  In the territory of Venadyl, in Volgia, Gu and his warriors advance outside the city, their instinct tells them that something is going to happen soon, and as Gu prepares for battle, a pain seizes him.

  "Guah..." Kneeling, he and a good part of his warriors begin to vomit.

  - Arrows of Magia

  - Rain of fire

  - Sticky web

  Magic spells came out of the foliage of the forest, it was the magic guard of Venadyl, under the orders of Captain Duake Vermisse, their sinister trap had worked.

  "Ah dirty giants, we got you well" With a smile on his lips, the captain rejoiced to see the monsters kneeling on the ground suffering the magical attacks of his soldiers.

  The divine arrows had pierced several Giants, while the rain of flames penetrated their wounds to burn them from the inside, and the sticky web that usually does not hold the giants for long, this time immobilized them completely in view of their state of weakness.

  Only a few giants including Kesa seemed not to suffer from this...

  "Arrgh that.. Uh... What did you do!?" Gu yelled filled with rage to see himself so helpless...

  "So you have a hard time digesting these Venadylians that you consumed?" Said the captain before all his soldiers started laughing, but Duake signaled to his men to launch the next round of magical attack so as not to take any unnecessary risks.

  "What!?" Gu seemed not to understand, or did he just want to gain time, but Duake, irritated by his reaction, decided to be clearer.

  "You bastard monster, you still haven't understood that we poisoned those people you devoured in Volgia, didn't you find it weird that they couldn't move?"

  "It was an obvious trap, we paralyzed them with magic to prevent them from fleeing, you and your inferior monster race are still being fooled, you really have nothing in your head..."

  "Now that you know, it's time for you and yours to die, too bad you won't be there to see your monster empire destroyed by our secret weapon"

  "But I'm sure you felt the power that was released in the distance, and this powerful magic, I'm shaking with excitement..."

  "Wait!" Said the giant Gu while some of his warriors had already lost their lives, remaining stony because of the sticky web spell that immobilized them in place.

  Duake ignored the Giant and was about to launch the final attack, but a demonic Dragon suddenly appeared behind him.

  The secret weapon he thought, the other Venadylians in joy at the spectacle prostrated themselves in front of the Dragon who spat purple flames that burned most of the Venadylians as well as giants.

  Kesa who still had all his strength, took advantage of the chaos to free himself from the web and flee as quickly as possible...