"Ah, they are coming!"
"Everyone, run quickly!"
The tribe was in chaos. The beastmen ran around like headless flies, praying to the Beast God to save their lives.
"Wuu… why is this happening?" A female beastman tightly hugged the young cub in her arms, trembling uncontrollably.
"What sin did we commit to be punished like this, Beast God?"
They were simple and honest beastmen, finding happiness in the little things. They had never held the ambition of expanding their territory like other tribes, yet it seemed others could not bear to see them living peacefully.
The Moonfang and Wildroot Tribes had united to attack their Silvermane Clan, throwing them into complete disarray.
The male beastmen were outside in the fields, fighting with all their might, while the tribe's priest, along with a few warriors, had taken the female beastmen and Cubs to hide in a safe place.
However, the hurried footsteps coming from not far away made their already shaken hearts nearly stop.
