As the gaze settled, more than ten figures emerged from the dense forest.
The leader was a robust man, walking at the forefront with his hands spread wide and a deep voice: "Don't be nervous, we mean no harm."
Behind him.
There were men and women, even a woman nursing an infant, all showing signs of fatigue.
Xia Rock Tiger's eyes focused on the leader.
He appeared dust-laden and quite tired, bearing injuries. On his exposed right arm, fiery red patterns were visible.
These were marks of awakened Treasure Skills.
Remaining cautious, Xia Rock Tiger squinted slightly: "Explain your origins, and why approach now?"
"We come from the Spirit Spring Tribe."
The robust man's tone was sincere: "Our tribe was attacked by a giant beast from deep within the Great Wilderness, and the Sacrificial Spirit abandoned us, forcing us to flee."
"We intended to seek refuge with other tribes, but many have already fallen along the way."
