"The Aslan Tribe has a fortress on the mountain, and they constructed it in less than a month?" Ragnar frowned. "How is that even possible?"
"Father, I think magic is involved," Wayne stated. "After all, building a stone fortress made within a month is logically impossible."
Godwin nodded. As a chieftain who had supervised construction projects, he could attest to it. It had taken his tribe five years to build their city from scratch. Constructing a fortress couldn't have been that much easier. Half a year wouldn't have been enough, and one month was even more unrealistic.
"Tell me more about this young chieftain of the Aslan Tribe," Godwin said. "What is he like?"
"Leone Frontera is kind, righteous, honorable, and in a sense, terrifying," Zed replied.
Ragnar arched an eyebrow. "Terrifying?"
"Yes," Zed replied. "But not in the way you think. He doesn't shout nor does he impose his will through fear like most chieftains.
