Morning broke, the sun gradually rising above the horizon. On the walls of Mount Aris, the Hippogriff Army stood at arms, scanning the perimeter.

Upon seeing the countryside, the sergeant cried, "They're gone!"

"The Storm King's army is gone!" echoed the private.

"They couldn't breach our walls!" celebrated the lieutenant. "Look, they left us tribute!"

The sergeant cocked his head. "Is that a giant wooden human?"

"Bring it in!" ordered the colonel. "Tonight we'll drink and party with not a care in the world!"

"Is that a good idea?" questioned the lieutenant.

"Of course it is! What's the worst that could happen? Bring it in!" ordered the colonel again.

Meanwhile, inside the wooden human, the Storm King's minions bided their time.

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