"Within my territory, there is a prime Schefflera Forest, and I cannot simply stand by while the Beamon Clan suffers such great damage. Openly! Choose the path I offer! I can provide you with a better life without the hassle of the Giant Dragon!" Richard pointed at the Golden Figures behind him, "I have the power to provide the best protection!"
"No! Richard!" Helen interrupted, "These Mammoth Clan Orcs are unwilling to leave their homeland. You can't force them."
"Am I supposed to stand by and watch as they perish without their necessary food, Snow Bananas? Am I supposed to turn a blind eye as the Beamon tribe is bullied by the dragons?" Richard's roar echoed through the mountain cave, "I can't!"
His eyes filled with suppressed tears, and the sincerity touched the simple Mammoth Clan Orcs.
He gently pinched the two salamanders in his sleeve, and the newly awakened creatures faint with shock.
