Amazonian Tribe.
This place is more of a Hellenistic military camp than a tribe.
Duncan, bound hand and foot, was mixed among a group of captives, escorted by Storm Eira and a squad of Amazonian Warriors, passing through the camp gates, entering the territory of the Amazonian Warriors.
Even though he tried to blend in, Duncan stood out among the crowd due to his burly stature and increasingly heroic features. To cover Duncan's entry into the Amazonian tribe, Storm Eira had even captured several strong native warriors, but compared to Duncan, they were still worlds apart.
He now stood out like a crane among chickens in the crowd.
"Eira."
"It seems you've captured a very impressive man."
Directly opposite was a tall and voluptuous woman, her chest mostly bare, covered only by simple leather armor that barely concealed her vital parts. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she held a long spear, dressed like a javelin Amazon from Diablo.
