The battered tents flapped as the people walked fast through the small spaces. Zhi Rui sat down in the middle of the tribe on the alpha's throne as the people bustled and hustled She was laid back leaning her face on her hand.
While cannibalism was common in the barbarism, The tribe lived near the forest, and too far away from other settlements. So they didn't need to eat humans and rarely fought another tribe. They practiced battle and had skirmishes between themselves but never had a full on war.
Loud laughter rang out, to alleviate their anxiety feelings.
The clock ticked away, it was already ten hours in the night, Sandworm who went out in the noon hadn't come back yet.
Zhi Rui sighed and kept watching the warriors. There were around thirty people able to fight. Half of them showed fear and restlessness, the rest knew how to hide it well. Only a small bunch seemed to not mind and was eagerly preparing themselves.
