After destroying the factory, and killing hundreds of Baiandrones, everyone escaped from the Baiandron Tribe's portal and arrived back at the hub.
Three people died out of one hundred and twenty-one.
It was an unfortunate, but irreversible fate.
However, the death of three people still shook half of the people.
Nobody wanted to die.
They survived the initial hell of this world-changing event, lived for constantly changing six months, and got powerful!
They didn't want to die!
It had been a long while since they had seen the deaths of such powerhouses, but Baiandrones were tough and a few careless decisions and moves killed three people during the war in the factory area.
"Let's continue. We still have over five hours to spend with the buff," Erix smiled as he looked at another tribe's door. "We shall enter the Merfinn tribe and clear one of their early areas."
