The caravan continued moving forward, but this time, six members of the Fox-tail Species joined, all female, wearing smart brown leather jackets paired with long pants for ease of movement, tactical straps, daggers, and rifles in hand. They were the elite combat members of the Fox-tail Species, and among them was the one Hexia had met first.
"My name is Moli."
Facing Hexia, who was slightly shorter than her, the black-haired, gray-eyed Fox-tail Species member felt a bit uneasy, her fox ears standing straight up, reflecting her nervous vigilance.
"The name is quite concise." Hexia always felt that the power that created the Fox-tail Species back then must have been Eastern, as their names, clothing styles, and habits all bore traces of Eastern tradition.
