The Federal Human Race was never an easy species to defeat. The endless trump cards they possessed... They rivaled, or perhaps even surpassed, the Beast Clan in this regard! Otherwise, how could a single, small planet have dragged the entire mighty Beast Clan into a protracted war with the Federation that spanned decades? This alone was sufficient proof.
Therefore, in reality, the impact of these cannon fodder was insignificant compared to even the slightest whim of the Beast Clan's distant rulers. Even these insignificant beasts, who could only hope to threaten the giant snake and thereby grasp at a sliver of hope for survival, could not even manage this much. Naturally, their terror and panic only intensified.
Then, a voice, somewhat raspy and dry, yet capable of evoking boundless cold and dread, echoed. In the field, all present, whether human or beast, instantly felt a terrifying tide of fear completely erupt!
