Before long, Lear led the army to their target—a group of Rhino-men occupying the cat grass.
Their location was a sparsely vegetated grassland, much more barren than where the Scythe Mantis people resided.
The appearance of these beings matched their name, resembling standing rhinos.
They had a pair of closely set double horns on their head, with the lower one longer than the upper.
They were so robust they could be described in exaggerated terms—their body's cross-section almost matched their height!
Like a lump of flesh squatting on the ground.
Interestingly, they didn't seem bloated; the muscles on their body bulged distinctly.
Like a demonic, muscled figure... evoking a strong visual impact.
They wore no armor or clothing, their thick gray rhinoceros hide seemingly resilient from a distance.
Swords and sabers could hardly harm them.
Estimating their numbers, there must be about fifteen or sixteen squadrons.
