Return to the Gray Eagle Tribe

The great army of the Icefield Giant Bear Tribe left Relic Gorge, crossed the Fichal Estuary, and covered more than five hundred kilometers across the wilderness in a single day before nightfall, setting up camp on a stretch of wasteland over thirty kilometers from the Gray Eagle Tribe.

For an army of a hundred thousand to race more than five hundred kilometers across the wilderness in one day—such speed could only be called godlike.

Zhang Tie did not stay with the main army. He took only a fifty-man escort mounted on Sabertooth Beasts, traveling light alongside Aurora and the Gray Eagle Tribe's cavalry as they headed straight for the Gray Eagle Tribe.

When Aurora had set out over a month ago, she had brought four hundred cavalrymen. Of those four hundred, two hundred had been hers and two hundred had belonged to Saren. Now that she was returning, more than sixty men were missing from the Gray Eagle Tribe's cavalry. Aside from the five who had died fighting the Prospectors underground, the rest had all become Zhang Tie's followers. They had left the Gray Eagle Tribe and Aurora without a backward glance, heading for the Gray Hills...

This time, among the Warriors from every tribe in the eastern Ice and Snow Wilderness that had participated in the Tribal Alliance operation, quite a few had become Zhang Tie's followers. They had abandoned everything they once possessed and chosen a road utterly different from their former lives. Those who became Zhang Tie's followers accounted for roughly one-sixth of each tribe's expedition force.

With those who had not returned to the Gray Eagle Tribe excluded, Saren no longer had any hold over the remaining three hundred and thirty-odd men. After everything that had happened, if any Gray Eagle Tribe Warriors still wished to