In the [Half-Beastman Tribe], a robust half-beastman, holding a double-headed hand axe, ran in panic towards a certain direction.
The clan leader Soron was leisurely enjoying freshly picked fruits of the tribe.
Suddenly, the tightly closed door was forcibly opened from the outside, and a half-beastman with an axe barged in, shouting:
"Clan leader, it's terrible, something bad happened."
Soron glanced at the half-beastman who rushed in, showing no sign of panic.
With merely a glance, he scared the 'reckless' half-beastman half a step back,
A flicker of fear flashed in the eye of the half-beastman, and he swallowed hard.
Placing the vivid, juicy fruit back into the fruit bowl, Soron wiped his hands with a white cloth nearby and said:
"You better give me a reasonable explanation later."
After wiping his hands, Soron folded the white cloth neatly and placed it back on the wooden table beside him.
