As a result, many Blood Hoof warriors from the local towns either did not put in any effort, or they were more wary of Black-corner City warriors than the temple thieves.
Even if they found the temple thieves, they did not have the need to fight them to the death.
Some of the Blood Hoof warriors from the local towns secretly gathered together as well, mumbling about some unknown idea.
The Game of the Brave had just ended a day ago. Between the Minotaurs and wild boar people, between the barbarian elephant people and centaurs, between different families, between Black-corner City and the local towns... with limited resources, there were contradictions everywhere. How could it be so easy to be close and united?
Just when the situation was in chaos, something worse happened.
