Preparations for Battle

"Henry, want to spar with me and see how strong I am now?" The clueless black girl made such a suggestion. Everyone present looked at the smug girl as if to say, "Do you even know what the hell you're talking about?" Did she really think the Spider Tribe was so wary of an outsider just because he came from the outside world?

Was Old Black's African bloodline really that fierce? The Native American descendant couldn't figure it out.

Of course, Henry had no intention of fooling around with the girl. Instead, he pulled up a map of the surrounding area on the tablet he had brought down from the ship.

"You'll soon have a chance to show everyone how strong you are. And if you're not good enough, you'll lose your life. This isn't a game. There won't be an option to reload. Exciting enough for you?"

"Don't worry. No matter how many of them come, I can take them all down." Marty Franklin showed off with a somersault, as though she were already invincible.

All that could be said was that Miss Franklin had run wild since childhood. With only a paid butler keeping an eye on her at home, the fact that she hadn't turned into a menace was proof enough that she was kind at heart.

So, faced with the black girl's optimism, Henry couldn't keep pouring cold water over her. He merely displayed the map and got down to business. "I received word that the pursuers' ship will arrive nearby tomorrow."

The others immediately crowded around the tablet, trying to get a clear look at the map. Henry pointed and drew on it as he explained.

"Not bringing trouble to the tribe was an agreement we made beforehand. So, the area where we plan to