The man, sensing that he could now close the deal, pressed on again. "Basically, we will go in and be cannon fodder for the more powerful groups. Either way, we stand to gain nothing, but in terms of losses, we can sustain a lot. We aren't the strongest clan in Moon Lake already. If we die here as well, what is our pack going to do next? "
When he dropped that particular bomb, the men all went silent. Some thought about the families they had left behind, while others thought about the well-being of the pack. The man watched them as they were finally convinced and heaved a big sigh of relief. He turned to the old man, waiting for him to say something.
"Let's… Let's head back, guys. It appears that I was one of those people who were blinded by the birds in the bush and forgot about the one I already had [1]. This was definitely not the best idea I've had." He said quietly.
