"Find a more secluded place to rest."
After the captain spoke, he led the orcs towards a very hidden part of the forest, and soon the group of orcs' figures were lost within the dense forest.
The Alonso Tribe, after a few days of rest, had become accustomed to the tremors that occurred from time to time, even remaining calm enough to continue their activities as if nothing happened.
The cause of the tremors made many of the prey appear disoriented, which presented Adong and the hunting orcs with a golden opportunity for a fruitful hunt, capturing many live prey indeed.
"Adong, you should stay in these days. I'll deliver the prey and come back."
They had accumulated a lot of live prey again, and Nigel was preparing to take the tribesmen to the Watson Tribe base once more.
Adong nodded, "Don't worry, I won't go out before you return. Go quickly and come back soon."
"Nigel, when will these tremors finally stop?"
