Thud. Thud.

The Cyclops kept coming out of the dungeon, but they did not seem to be attacking anything.

People ran and screamed at the sight of them, but for some reason, these one-eyed giants did not seem to care about the humans.

Once thirty or so had crossed through the portal, another five appeared in different apparel—robes, staff-wielding Cyclops emerged from the dungeon one by one. Following these five, yet another Cyclops came out of the portal, one was at least fifty percent larger than the others. He looked around for a moment, then proceeded to speak.

Most people could not understand their language, but those with translation skills could.

[Priests, begin the sanctification! Warriors, build barriers and go into defense mode.]

There were many monsters that had their own language, but this was the first time it had been broadcasted live to the public.

When the larger Cyclops finished talking, the average ones began to destroy the buildings around them. Buildings dozens of stories high came crashing down, and the Cyclops piled up the wrecks into a massive rubble barricade around them. Some people were caught in the collapsing buildings and die...