A day after Leone spun the Wheel of Fortune, the envoys of the three tribes had finally drawn close enough to see Grimjaw Mountain up close.
Vlad looked really excited, while his brother, Wayne, could only smile wryly at his brother's enthusiasm.
"Calm down. The Aslan Tribe is not going anywhere," Wayne said to his brother. "I really want to see just what kind of person this Leone Frontera is."
"You'll be amazed by him, Brother!" Vlad said with confidence. "I guarantee it!"
"I'll be the judge of that." Wayne smirked in response.
In fact, Wayne was looking forward to how Leone would handle the representatives of the Darkmane Tribe.
Since their tribes were traveling together, he noticed that they only brought one wagon of iron ore. However, the ransom that the Aslan Tribe had asked for Troy's son and his escort warriors were four wagons.
