Meanwhile, The Lower Domain, The Wolf Tribe.
Lyle Sutton's stone house was filled with laughter and chatter, and the stone table was a mess.
Corbin Crowley cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, Rhys Blackwood wiped the table, and Zeke Veridian washed the dishes.
However, he had just washed one and realized he had lit the fire tonight, so he tossed it to Malachi Arcanus: "You do the washing."
Malachi took the pottery bowl tossed to him and raised his eyebrows at Zeke: "Just because you lit a fire, you act so delicate? I'm supposed to stay with Luna tonight."
Zeke's emerald eyes swept coldly towards him, the Wind Blade spinning at his fingertips, and he threatened coldly: "Will you wash or not?"
Seeing the spinning Wind Blade, Malachi was instantly silenced; he spun the bowl at the bottom of his palm and suddenly tossed it to Rhys Blackwood: "Hey, Black Serpent, catch this!"
Rhys didn't even turn around, his snake tail snapped through the air and sent the pottery bowl flying—
