This passing Big Skin seemed to have noticed that the camp's territory had expanded.
Faced with the newly built fence, it appeared somewhat hesitant, wanting to burst in, yet it was repulsed by the sparse luminous stone grass on the ground.
Soon, amidst the mountain mist, two more Big Skins slowly crawled out.
The three Big Skins stopped outside the new fence, seemingly dissatisfied with it.
Poof.
A spit from a black lizard shot out, landing precisely between the eyes of one of the Big Skins.
The sizzling corrosive toxin made the shell emit faint black smoke.
But soon, the black smoke disappeared, leaving only a basin-sized dent on the Big Skin's body.
The Big Skin didn't care about this minor injury, for its massive size meant that such damage was merely superficial.
Inside the camp courtyard.
