Tenzing and everyone else turned to the source of the sound, seeing a group of tanned muscular men wearing nothing but fur clothing approach them in a line.
"It's the Brownblood Werewolves!" the arrogant guy said excitedly. He thought this was his chance! He hurriedly fixed his white baggy robe-like uniform and straightened his posture.
"Have they found someone to recruit?" Tenzing asked. Everyone knew that the Werewolves were trying to find allies for their annual Lunar Celebrations. But even he, a part of the Rising Six, found it extremely hard to catch their attention.
Yet now, these Werewolves were running down the boundary between the quadrants with eyes that looked like they were hunting for something… or someone perhaps.
"Hahaha, looks like the heavens have blessed me with an opportunity," said the arrogant man. "They've probably figured out that I'm here."
Tenzing couldn't help but click his tongue. "No way they're coming for him, right?"
