The fierce mountain warriors charged at the monster, while from the trees, two other groups of warriors ambushed the monster from it's flank

“Pin him down!” The low, loud voice of Batner resounds across the clearing.

“Yes sir!” a few of the warriors take out long and thick iron spear-like weapons with a rope attached to it, and throw them at the Gradfir, penetrating it's hide.

“anchor the ropes! Make sure he can't move!” Screams a warrior with a scar across his eye.

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The warriors holding the ropes pull even harder while stabbing a small yet heavy looking pole into the “eye” of the rope.

“Now! Give it your all!” The one eyed, scarred, warrior yells once more

The warriors attack fiercely, slowly but surely cutting the beast, blood streaming from it's wounds

“Oi, Batner, over here!”

One of the warriors points at a basket while striking the Gradfir

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?!?!?!

“Form a protective circle around that basket, there is a child in there!”. Batner's yell resounds across the battlefield!