At the northern end of the Blade Mountain Range, on the unnamed beach.
The Seal People were bustling with activity.
"Scatter more."
Hai Er, leaning on a cane, commanded, "Make it think there's plenty of food here."
"No problem."
The Seal People of the Tide Claw Tribe dumped boxes of rotten meat and innards in the middle of the cliffs deep inland from the coast.
This place is nearly seven hundred meters from the sea, and if it weren't for the oyster shrimp's dens around, it would be ideal for the Seal People to live.
To spread the scent farther, the Seal People directly poured it into the sea.
"Alright."
Hai Er looked at two of the fastest swimmers nearby, "Now, you two go lure it over."
"Yes, Chief!"
The two Seal People picked up some innards and quickly headed to the northernmost shore, swimming northward.
The other Seal People quickly ran to the southern shore to set an ambush.
