On a small clearing in the tropical rainforest.
Fugen stopped his steps, the Primarch of the Emperor's Sons was very tall, although among his brothers, he was only considered a small stature, yet among humans, he was particularly tall.
The mutations of the Old World delved deep into the world, every day, mutated children were born, the majority of humans viewed mutation as a curse, but the Northern Barbarians considered mutation a blessing from the Evil Gods. Regardless, humans of this world were relatively more experienced than normal humans, with slightly taller statures not seeming so strange.
Fugen held the hilt of his power sword at his waist, his bright eyes fixed on Kuga, who was undoubtedly a loyal servant of the Ancient Saint, possibly the strongest among them.
