"Get in, quickly!"
In the territory of the Snow Fox Tribe, the armed members of the Turand Family roughly dragged several mini Snow Foxes into the room, followed by the one-armed Balzac, Celti, and Heidlin, who had been struck by a Snowflake Knight and was not in good condition. Constantly coughing during the drag, occasionally coughing up sputum streaked with blood, Celti's face turned very pale seeing it all.
This room seemed to be a storeroom used by the Snow Fox Tribe to store goods, and now, it served just fine as a prison to confine them. Further back from this room deep into the territory of the Snow Fox Tribe was the isolation area previously arranged by Dal.
Balzac covered his wounded arm and glared angrily at the departing members of the Turand Family. He looked at the despondent Clan Chief Dal behind him and said incredulously,
