We're firm believers that flicking between the pages of your battletome should never get in the way of smashing stuff.

The titanic Sons of Behemat have might enough to throttle dragons, barge down castle walls and tear elder oaks from the ground. When they attack as a tribe they become unstoppable, stamping the enemy’s infantry flat and pummelling rival monsters to death. Any who oppose their rule are battered with hurled boulders before the gargants charge in, each towering hulk roaring in savage triumph as he seizes victory through brute force and ignorance

When the earth shakes to the thunder of the Mega-Gargants’ footfalls, their lesser brethren muster for war. No longer are they aimless nomads and indulgent drunkards, but war-hungry terrors inspired to violence by their towering brethren.

The veteran warmongers of the gargant race seek out the thrill and clangour of battle wherever they can find it. They love smashing battlelines into disarray, and once they are in the thick of the fight, their rampage is all but impossible to stop.