Mink Tribe Younglings

The violent lightning and flying rubble over the rocky shore finally subsided completely.

Crushed beneath absolute power, the Mink Tribe warriors lowered their defiant heads. Tuka stepped forward again and, with the Voice of All Things, translated and conveyed Rain's will without reservation to the chiefs and high priests of both tribes.

"Listen carefully. I didn't cross the Heavy Water Mist from so far away just to watch you play in the mud."

Rain stood with his hands behind his back amid the shattered rock formations, his dark gray eyes sweeping coldly over both sides. "I don't care about what happened before, but starting today, the territory of the Primordial Giant Trees will be jointly governed by the two tribes. Once the mist's rampage period ends, the Greatwood Tribe will gather plant core resources, while the Mink Tribe will tame ancient beasts and fish. The resources along the coastline will be split fifty-fifty. If anyone dares to pull anything behind my back and break the rules..."

Rain lightly stomped his foot. In an instant, dense cracks spread across the massive black-rock pillars that had previously pierced the sea beasts, releasing a suffocating Logia pressure:

"I'll come back and wipe your tribes off this land completely."

Faced with the rock ruler's final ultimatum, the Greatwood Tribe's high priest and the Mink Tribe's lion chief exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's helplessness. Having witnessed Rain single-handedly lock down eight hundred years of earth veins and instantly crush the three biggest troublemakers of the Mink Tribe, they understood clearly that obeying this man's order was the only way for either tribe to survive.

Thus, the blood feud that had endured on this isolated island for a full eight hundred years was forcibly brought to an end under Rain's tyrannical authority.

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