It is said that fighting a hruk, is like fighting a mountain. It is simply unthinkable. Hruks are giant, malformed, and most of all love destruction. Their skin is thick like a natural shield, and they love hanging the remains of past conquest around their necks. It was not unusual to smell a Hruk before one became visible. If one were to try and run away from a hruk, they would be quickly swept up, as their stride was twice that of a full grown adult. And above all else, the only word they seemed to communicate with was, “Hruk.”
– StarCX – Vol 1: A Saga of Starcrossed love by Stew Stunes & I/O: A StarCX Story