"How is that possible? The Blaze Patriarch and his family never were Lords in the Sacred Desert? I didn't see or hear anything about them moving their territories to the Sacred Desert either. How did they manage to establish several territories in the Sacred Desert?" Michael asked the scouts in fury.
To the scouts' misfortune, they didn't have an answer. They'd already reported everything they knew.
Hiraku, Frederik, Tiara, and the Forest Elven Adventurers sat around a large table. Everyone received a copy of the scouts' report to read through multiple times. Lokai and Thoar jumped up in fury, tearing the parchments apart in unison.
"Let's kill those bastards. The Blaze Patriarch is still injured. We can win!" Thaor roared. Lokai joined Thaor, and the other Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs joined at the table, except for Mekhaz. He intently studied Michael and the rest, waiting for their response, and spoke up when he noticed everyone was deep in thought.
