And so, after a swift journey, they passed through the narrow chokepoint that was still a bloody battlefield just the day before.
Soon, their party arrived at the dwelling place of the Snow Feather Tribe on the mountain.
"Lord, you're here!"
Upon seeing Leo Ray, the young clan leader Bianca White, who had been waiting for him, bounded up to greet him, her snow-white tail swishing back and forth.
"How's everything? Is it all taken care of?" Leo Ray casually stroked Bianca's head and fluffy white ears, smiling.
"It's... it's all done! My father and the elders led five middle teams of werewolf warriors to conduct the final cleaning of the half-orc encampment before dawn," Bianca responded hastily, her exotic face flushed with an unnoticeable crimson as her head was unexpectedly touched.
At this moment, she found, to her surprise, that the aura emanating from Lord Leo Ray standing before her was almost as strong as her own Tier 3 three-star self.
