"So, these Frost Giants are preparing to attack us too? It's absolutely despicable, do they think we're all pushovers?" Inside a newly built palace, a burly man, bearing the demeanor of one in power, fiercely slammed down his fist onto his table, his face red with fury.
"Compared to dragons and giants, we humans are indeed very weak, this is an indisputable fact." Another attendee shook his head, "We are inherently easy targets."
"Enough talk, prepare to gather the troops and prepare for battle!"
"Certainly the army should be gathered, but that alone is not enough. Given the current balance of power, we are bound to lose this war. If we get held back, just those hundred thousand Frost Giants would be enough to devastate our Northern Fifteen Kingdoms." A human duke spoke somewhat vexedly. Nobody wanted their own nation to fall, so when he finished speaking, all the legends of the north attending the meeting fell silent.