Brann looked at Leone with a startled gaze. Tears had spilled from the young man's eyes after he was done reading the letter handed to him.
For the barbarians, crying in public, especially in front of warriors, was considered a display of weakness.
Brann had made sure to wipe his tears before rejoining his caravan for this reason. He didn't want to show weakness to the representatives of the Aslan Tribe, who had come to them as reinforcements.
And yet, the chieftain of the strongest faction in the east of the Borderlands was doing the opposite. He showed his weakness to everyone.
However, that didn't make him less of a man in Brann's eyes.
Leone even looked more human now instead of an unreachable entity who stood above the shoulders of his people.
Blitz crawled up the young man's shoulder and patted his cheek. It was its way of telling its Master that everything was going to be alright.
At this, Leone carefully wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
