"Ark, Quinn."
He looked at the two most experienced Warriors in the tribe. "You two, get ready. You'll accompany Turk and me. We must go and confirm the situation deep in the swamp with our own eyes."
"Yes, Shaman Shazak!" The two burly Lizardman Warriors immediately stepped forward, accepting the order without hesitation.
"Elder Shaman, your health..." a tribesman reminded him worriedly. Shazak the Shaman was too old, and the harsh environment deep in the swamp made a long journey extremely dangerous for him.
"It's nothing."
Shazak waved his hand, his gaze landing on Turk with trust. "With our newly promoted Shaman, Turk, and the guidance of Putu, we can make a safe round trip."
Turk said earnestly, "I will definitely protect the Elder Shaman."
Seeing both the Elder Shaman and Turk so insistent, the tribesmen, though still worried, could only reluctantly agree.
