Anxious Bertel was leading the Gru Tribe Orcs towards the territory of Dashi Tribe, while Ya Li and Fu Yi were sprinkling water mixed with Sharp Tooth Grass Powder onto the clean prey of the Gru Tribe Orcs.
At dinner time, the Gru Orcs were still gathering around in the open, some feasting on raw meat, others clumsily attempting to roast the meat, while they just let the mouthwatering scent waft into the nostrils of the Dashi Tribe Orcs tied to the stakes.
Just as they were about to devour their feast, the Gru Orcs who were engaged in lively talk an instant earlier, dropped one after another, with the meat in their hands falling onto the ground and their bodies sprawled on the chilly ground. The Gru Tribe Orcs were baffled, what just happened, and why did they suddenly feel so weak all over?
