Hemat had a dream.
A long, profound, but ultimately concluded nightmare.
It was as if someone was sorting through his memories, and he watched silently from the sidelines.
He returned to his youth.
Back then, he had dreams, a sparkle in his eyes, and the grand ideal of reviving his tribe and even turning the desert-like Holy Land back into an oasis.
Until his aging mentor summoned him to his sickbed and entrusted him with the Feathered Serpent Tribe's greatest secret.
"...We possess a fragment of the War God Sangui..."
...
"In simple terms, the Feathered Serpent Tribe is hiding a small piece of the War God's remains, just like the piece of leather in Heine's bottle. The only difference is they know how to utilize it," Huihui said while reading through Hemat's memories and broadcasting them synchronously.
Director Sa: "Release it to bite people? Isn't that a Hunter skill?"
