The long-haired orc also fell silent. A small middle-ranked tribe having a shaman? Even he, an orc, had never heard of such a thing.
The tall and strong orc finally understood where the sense of unease in his heart had been coming from.
But recalling the mission given to him by the Shaman and the Clan Leader before he left, he gritted his teeth, "Keep following. We might not get discovered. Even though they have a shaman, the orcs in their tribe aren't very strong. Let's not return to this territory again."
With that said, he took a deep breath and stepped forward to catch up with Nigel and the others.
At the edge of the Chaburi Forest, Xiu Yan was narrowing his deep-set eyes, gazing at the expanse of the Stone Forest before him. The earth's tremors hadn't ended, but the towering mountain range between the Chaburi Forest and another mountain forest was now easily crossable.
"Set up camp here and rest; I'll fly ahead to take a look."
