"BOOM!!"
The ground trembled violently as dust billowed into the air.
In the dense forest not far from the Black Lang Tribe, Big Beard, Vic, and Nelson halted their advance. All three turned to look in the direction of the explosion.
Vic flicked his snake-like tongue and let out a low, sinister laugh. "After all this time, these kids are as energetic as ever!"
"But... that place seems to be a tribe founded by one of my descendants. Big Beard, Nelson, you two go on ahead. I'm going to take a look and say hello."
Big Beard frowned, warning him with displeasure, "Vic, don't do anything unnecessary. The Great Elder told us to get this done quickly and return."
"I'm just going to say hello. It won't take long." Vic had no intention of waiting for Big Beard's approval. Leaving those words behind, his body dissolved into a black mist and vanished.
Big Beard's expression darkened, and he muttered a curse. "Fucking hell, I hate guys who just do whatever they want. Nelson, let's go."
