Halivides remained silent, seemingly indifferent to everything. Wodell lay half-reclined, eating, with one hand stroking his large belly, looking like he was on a sightseeing tour. The Overlord Halberd leaned slightly backward, resting one hand on a large halberd, with a look of contempt and disdain in his eyes.
They didn't bring many people, as their forces needed some guarding to prevent anyone from stealing chickens.
At this moment, all the groups gathered, both to campaign against the God-Hunting Insect Race and to balance each other out, preventing the other side from taking advantage.
In their view, with their team's strength, a direct assault in siege would certainly secure a victory against the God-Hunting Group, but no one wanted to be the frontrunner. If the opposing group leader or force expended too much, they would become the second to be eliminated.
Their relationship was competitive, not stable, so they wouldn't act rashly.
