As Ang spoke with Chieftain Lava, he could not help asking, "Do you usually get summoned by the god?"
"No, unless it's something especially important," Chieftain Lava replied calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Lizardman Warrior rushed over, his face full of anxiety. Panting heavily, he said, "Chief, they're attacking us again!"
Lava asked no further questions. A cold glint flashed through his eyes as he immediately turned and followed the warrior toward the site of the conflict.
Seeing this, Ang promptly followed. The three of them passed through the dense forest, the sound of branches and leaves colliding echoing through the air.
After walking for quite some time, they finally arrived at the scene of the conflict.
The sight before him made Ang frown slightly.
The lizardman tribe Ang was with had green skin, while the opposing tribe had black skin. There was obvious hostility between them.
The leader of the opposing tribe, Gesa, roared, "Lava, your tribe crossed our border again!"
Lava responded coldly, "Gesa, this area was originally our tribe's territory. Since when did it become yours?"
As soon as he spoke, the argument between the two sides rapidly escalated, and the verbal clash turned into a real conflict.
The twang of drawn bowstrings and the whistling of arrows tearing through the air rose one after another.
Seeing the situation worsen sharply, Ang quickly hid behind a large tree and observed from cover.
Once the arrows had been exhausted, both sides began fighting at close quarters. The sounds of claws and bone weapons colliding rang without end.
Several lizardmen fell, their blood staining the grass red as tension filled the air.
After a chaotic melee, both sides finally stopped fighting and withdrew to their respective camps.
The wounded began to be dragged away, and calm