The air inside the tent suddenly became still, and a Clan Leader's voice turned hoarse: "It seems our lives aren't valued in the eyes of the Shaman."
What they didn't know was that, at that moment, the Shaman and the Clan Leader of the Crow Tribe were also overwhelmed, not knowing why the evolved Orcs from the Chaburi Forest started attacking the Orcs of the Crow Tribe in groups, especially targeting the evolved Orcs.
Every evolved Orc is a treasure for the tribe, how could they allow anything to happen to them? The Shaman was instantly tangled up, unable to find time to tend to the evolved Orcs of their own tribe, let alone spare a moment for the Clan Leaders of the small and medium tribes.
In their eyes, one evolved Orc from their tribe was worth more than ten Clan Leaders.
As time ticked by, the complexion of the middle-aged Clan Leader on the beast skin mat turned paler, surrounded by teary-eyed Orcs.
