"May the spirits of our forefathers bless you, my child!" Skaha's voice thundered as he acknowledged Adrian and darted towards Ahuli.
Adrian stood outside the cave, his body drenched in the Queen's blood from head to toe. The tribe members stared at him, a mix of fear and awe evident in their eyes. But they were even more scared when Fenris approached him, licking his blood.
The Queen was a beast they used to fear, and it was said that the one who defeated her would gain unimaginable rewards. Many people tried, but none were successful, and soon Skaha began using the Queen to bait the heroes and then enslave them.
It wasn't like those who tried were weak. They were by far stronger than Adrian. Unfortunately, none of them could make the connection between the pond and the Queen's weakness.
Adrian realised the Queen's weakness and used it to his advantage. But the tribe didn't need to know about it.
