To avoid bringing trouble to his tribesmen, Darri rarely returned to his tribe. When he brought food back, he had to consider whether the tribes nearby would notice and loot the food.
The old lizards had all died. In every battle, the old lizards led the charge, just to reduce pressure on their tribe. There were few children only because they didn't dare to reproduce, not without enough food. Hunting depended on the young and healthy lizards, who were the most important reason for the tribe's survival.
Lin Yun was rather astonished by their miseries too. He knew that the lizards were never united, but the lizards were known for their strength, and shouldn't be so miserable. Then, there was only one possibility. This lizard tribe had been exiled from a bigger tribe. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been living in such a barren land.
