But the idea was too horrifying, so he subconsciously buried it deep within his heart.
Having traversed this familiar route many times, it was nearing dawn when the orcs finally arrived at the current abode of the Gru Tribe.
Returning to their own tribe gave Bowman and Hei Tu a feeling of tranquility that they finally needed.
"Who goes there?" The rustling of the bushes alert the orc guard on patrol, who promptly shouted a stern challenge from the front.
Bowman and Hei Tu continued to walk without breaking their stride, calling out as they went, "It's me, Bowman."
"Clan Leader, Shaman, you're back?" The orc exclaimed in joy, followed by the sound of stampeding footsteps; several towering orcs emerged from the front.
"We just arrived. Continue your patrol. I'm taking our friends from the Watson Tribe to rest." Bowman patted the orc on his shoulder.
"Should I prepare some food for you?"
