Carefully, after recounting how the West Tribe's shaman and his clansmen were saved from the attack by the insect swarm that pursued them, Ya Li sat silently on the beast skin mat beside him.
"You mean to say? These Fire Scorpions have stayed since arriving at our tribe's settlement and haven't left?"
Bosson nodded: "Yes, I don't know what the Xida Tribe has that makes them so persistent."
"Where are the Xida Tribe's shaman and clansmen?"
Ji Nuan found this situation extremely unusual and decided to question the orcs of the Xida Tribe personally.
"Honored Shaman, the Xida Tribe's shaman and guardian orcs are here," came the voice of the guard orc from outside the house.
Ji Nuan glanced at Bosson, who quickly got up to greet them.
The shaman from the West Tribe was a small old man who seemed good-tempered, but now he looked very unwell, with his entire body appearing weak and sickly.
"Old Shaman, this is our tribe's shaman, Ji Nuan," Bosson briefly introduced the two shamans.
