After a simple breakfast, Raylo issued a new command.
"Kado, take your men and chop down some giant trees. We need a raft big enough to cross this river."
"Yes, my Lord!"
Kado had been waiting impatiently. Upon receiving his orders, he led the Hill Giants and charged into the forest by the shore.
Before the Hill Giants, the enormous trees of the primeval forest were like stalks of wheat in a field.
They used pure brute force, swinging the Giant Axes they had brought. With a series of cringe-inducing CRACKS, one towering tree after another came crashing down.
Their efficiency was astounding. In less than an hour, the clearing next to the high ground was piled high with processed giant logs.
Next, the Knights brought out tough ropes and tightly bound the logs together side by side. They then laid a second and third layer on top, forming a solid and enormous platform.
Throughout the morning, the camp echoed with shouts and the thud of colliding timber.
