They may be dark hunters, but they became one because of circumstances, different from others who do it out of greed. They had people who couldn't fight, even children and the elderly.
'If I sell everything, I should be able to buy some large mounts to make our way there. And with these strong hunters going all the way here, it means they should have cleaned up some of the paths.'
"Leader, what should we do now?"
"Forget about him. We will pillage everything we can, then return back to the base.
He has a point. If we can return to the human city, our lives will be far better.
With our experience, we can make our own guild or make a deal with an existing one."
"What about this lizard?" one of the dark hunters asked as his sword was put on the Dragari child's neck.
"Tie him up, just to make sure he doesn't do anything weird."
