After dealing with the White Mane Bear, Ang retraced his path and returned to the forest where he had first found traces of centaurs.
He searched the area carefully, trying to find the centaurs' trail, but no matter how hard he looked, he found nothing. Frowning, Ang muttered, "Where did they go?"
Unwilling to give up, Ang spent the next few days riding his Magic Broom over the forest, hoping to spot the centaurs again.
However, he had no idea that his repeated searches had put the Centaur Tribe in a difficult situation.
The centaurs had been hiding in the shadows, warily watching Ang.
They mistook Ang for one of the hunters who specialized in hunting centaurs, since their hearts were a precious Magic Potion ingredient that could strengthen the bond between cavalry and their warhorses, allowing rider and mount to become one and greatly increasing their combat power.
As Ang circled above the forest, the centaurs did not dare move about freely, and the tribe's food supply grew increasingly scarce.
Seeing that his people were about to go hungry, the centaur leader finally made a decision: avoid Ang's patrol routes and hunt in areas he had already searched.
Several days passed, and Ang began to wonder. "How come I haven't even seen a trace of a centaur? Did they really move away?" Then inspiration struck him, and he decided to search another way.
He used Shapeshifting to disguise himself as a wetland lizardman, then blended into the forest and moved quietly through the dense woods.
With Ang no longer appearing in the sky, the centaurs finally breathed a sigh of relief and resumed their normal hunting activities.
Ang waited patiently, and one morning, he finally spotted centaurs in the distance.
These centaurs moved swiftly through the forest, their steps