At this moment the night was in full swing, and unknown to Alvin and the rest, their location had already been detected.
"Lord Melinda, do you feel that? Since a few minutes ago, It feels like we're being watched!"
Sitting in a closed Hutt not too far from the main campfire, a certain discussion was taking place
With a height of two metres tall, sitting on a large throne decorated with the bones and flesh of various beasts, a red-haired woman sat exuding a dominating presence.
Sitting with her long braided hair running down her shoulders, black eyes that seemed deep as the abyss, and a muscular physique being highlighted by her visible eight-pack set, Melinda had a dignified look as her eyes vigilantly scanned the surroundings.
