Red Bear Tribe.
The vague aura of the deep forest dissipated, replaced by a heavy smell of blood. The earth was dyed with blood, and the irregular mountain city was caught in a horrific sight of blood-bone splashes, while the mottled bloodstains were enough to shake anyone to the core.
The nourishment from the flesh and blood seemed to have breathed new life into the ancient forests around, but at this moment, no one in the mountain city was paying attention. The air was filled with blood, old people, children, women, teenagers; days of ruthless fighting covered them in a layer of blood qi, but what was more evident was their feeling of helplessness and confusion.
