Orion stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out over the vast expanse of the Black Forest.
"Only by standing here can you truly understand that this stone mountain is the best hunting ground in the Black Forest," he said.
Behind him, Prophet Onyx stood silently, a hint of melancholy in his heart. He hadn't expected the Alpha-level warrior of the Black Forest to be so young.
"Respected Orion, the previous Lord of the Black Forest came from our Obsidian Golem tribe," Onyx said. "This area was once part of that lord's domain."
Orion nodded, still looking into the distance. Then, he turned to face Prophet Onyx.
"So, will your Obsidian Golem tribe submit to me, or will you face extinction?"
Orion's tone was cold, but Prophet Onyx showed no fear. Instead, he stepped forward, standing just behind Orion, and looked southward.
