"Hurry up! Don't even think about slacking off!"
On the hillside, a Pigman Warrior swung a Cowhide Whip as thick as three fingers, viciously lashing it across a Giant's back, spittle flying from his mouth.
CRACK!
With a sharp snap, the Cowhide Whip frayed like a twisted rope.
The Giant, clutching a frigid Giant Stone, let out a pained howl and picked up its pace, struggling to carry the boulder toward the Catapult on the hill.
"These Giants have some thick hides. This is already the third whip."
Another Pigman breathed out a cloud of hot air, rubbing its hands together as if that could bring a sliver of warmth.
"I don't know what the chief is thinking. He passed up a mission to raid the humans' supply line just to come to this godforsaken place and guard these three pieces of junk. It's freezing out here. I'm about to freeze to death."
"And he won't even let us build a fire to stay warm. I just don't get it."
