Vincent didn't attack tribes willingly; he didn't even care about them. He only sneaked into tribes when he was hungry, searching for food—leftover goods discarded by the Beastmen.
As he grew older and more skilled, he rose to Level 5, making his soul crystal highly coveted. Many sought after it to advance quickly.
To obtain his soul crystal, they had to kill him and extract his heart.
They sent males to assassinate him while he slept or anytime. Unfazed, Vincent defended himself and attacked any tribe that tried to harm him.
"Hahaha! Don't dwell on old matters, Feral King, we're here to celebrate, alright?" Leader Sam said, laughing vigorously, while other tribe leaders nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, we're here to celebrate, not to turn it into a bloodbath." another leader said coldly.
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Kyra was standing with Lucas, talking to him, when suddenly she noticed Little Toma walking in a dark corner with someone.
