"Clan Leader!"
"Clan Leader, your wound..."
The surrounding White Armor Tribe members instantly gathered around him, unable to hide the worry on their faces.
"This little wound isn't enough to make me, Isaiah, fall." The lion-like man's voice rang through the tribe as he strode toward the outskirts of the village.
There, Alva was leading the Wolf Armor Squad in slaughtering the remnants left behind by the Beast Tide.
The body of that exceptionally masculine young man was covered in wounds.
A Black Star Wolf over two meters tall pounced at him. A flash of silver light appeared, and the wolf let out a miserable howl as its massive head was chopped off with a single axe blow.
"Alva! You Child of the Starry Sky of the White Armor Tribe, can you hold on for another half a Star Hour?"
"Heh~" His wild long hair, soaked with sweat and blood, whipped through the air. Alva's lips curled into a distinct smile as he laughed heartily. "Uncle Isaiah, you finally admit that I'm the Child of the Starry Sky."
"Since I'm the Child of the Starry Sky... wouldn't half a Star Hour be looking down on me too much?"
Alva's blazing gaze swept over the slender figure standing atop the high wall.
"Miss Nuonuo, I'll prove to you that under this starry sky, only I am worthy of you." Alva made no effort to conceal his love. On this battlefield of blood and flesh, he brazenly displayed the dominance of the strongest man.
"You brat." Isaiah casually took the herbs handed over by a tribesman and stuffed them into his abdomen, plugging the huge bloody hole. He laughed and cursed, "Then I'll go deal with those Red Stone Tribe bastards."
At that moment, a shadow instantly enveloped the girl's head, and