Leomord stretched his back, displaying his powerful muscles as he cocked his head slightly and said, "There's a trade fair going on below. Do you want to go and have a look? We may even find something nice."
The werewolf prince looked at the Tigerman prince, the prince of a mighty beastmen empire, belonging to one of the most powerful tigermen tribes was trying his best to get close to Ezra Zephyr, a prince of the once fallen and forsaken kingdom.
"Let's go." Said the prince as he took the lead.
The two individuals made their way down, gazes continuously looking over along the way. This was mainly because both individuals were not ordinary by any means, they had perfect height and well-muscled body. The man in lead had scarlet eyes and a long black coat, a majestic look with wolf shoulder plates. The one behind was taller and bulkier with white and black hairs, his bestial clothes made him unique in the vicinity.
