Amidst the tranquility of the Giant Race's Underworld Giant's Immortal Dominion, the majority of their members were seemingly at ease, unaware of the impending upheaval about to unfold.
Meanwhile, the leaders of the Giant Race convened in a strategy meeting, striving to devise more effective ways to counter the human forces that had become a growing threat.
Yet, their contemplations were disrupted by the telltale tremors that reverberated through the earth. These seismic ripples bore an ominous message—forces of considerable magnitude were converging near their dominion.
"An assault on our dominion!" one of the Giant Race's leaders exclaimed, his urgency palpable. "Gather our forces swiftly! We must repel this invasion."
As the Giant Race's formidable experts mobilized, the very leader of their race ventured into a concealed chamber, intent on consulting with the enigmatic Blessed Land's Spirit.