Before the big battle, when his two younger brothers were quarreling, although he had stepped in to stop them, it was all talk and no action.
He didn't strike with his hammer, but the second elder realized that his brother was really angry.
"Why do we need to rely on the help of others for the matters of our divine secrets clan?"
"Since our ancestors, no one in our clan has been afraid of death!" He suddenly finished the wine in his hand and threw the bowl on the ground.
'Whoosh!'
The bowl cracked after it fell to the ground, attracting the attention of the clansmen sitting around the bonfire.
The crowd fell silent at the same time. Even the children who were laughing and playing turned their heads, their eyes filled with confusion.
The fire crackled as the oil from the meat rack dripped into the fire, making sizzling sounds.
