Shadow Totem Warrior

Flame Angel Holly looked down at the trembling, burly man. Without moving her lips, she spoke in a slightly hoarse voice. "Barbarian, you escaped your pursuers. You've proven your worth. My master asked me to tell you this: if you want to avenge your people one day, if you want the children of your tribe to live better lives and escape the Ruen People's cruel exploitation, come with me now. Or, if you choose to remain loyal to the Ruen People, I'll end your life here. Make your choice."

Niderland was stunned. What was going on?

He had thought he was dead, but now she was trying to recruit him. Worse, she had revealed something astonishing: this powerful Four-Winged Angel had a master. What kind of person could command her? A Calamity Rank powerhouse? Possibilities raced through Niderland's mind. Wood Slater's face came to him first, but he dismissed the idea at once. That Necromancer was formidable, but he was still only Formal Rank, nowhere near Legendary Rank. He couldn't possibly possess such a powerful undead summon.

Instead, Niderland pictured a mighty Calamity Rank Necromancer, perhaps Wood Slater's teacher or an elder of his family. His eyes lit up, and hope stirred in his chest. If a Calamity Rank powerhouse is willing to protect the Barbarian Tribe, maybe we really can avenge our murdered people, just as this Four-Winged Angel said. Maybe the children can finally eat their fill.

Of course, Niderland wasn't naive enough to believe every word a stranger said. But she had given him a choice: submit or die.

I can't die. For the tribe and the children, I can't die here. Niderland gritted his teeth and nodded to Holly. "All right. I'll go with you."

Holly nodded slightly. Without another word, she turned and flew deeper