Chapter 229: The Chieftain, Sharina

Ren swallowed his excitement, holding his cool.

The brightly colored tents were adorned with feathers and furs. Fabrics were woven into patterns, dancing in colors and symbols. There were herds of towering beasts, some domesticated while some were bred to aid the hunters. And beyond the walls were all kinds of gigantic beasts moving in the mist, each the size of a fortress.

The volcano at a distance, known as Blood Mountain, casted smog in the sky with its thick smoke and intimidating height.

Music, harps, pipes, songs, chatters, and growls were all the noises in the background. The smell of flowers, dump trees, and soil, the warmth of the burning fire, and the tang of magic mingled with the musk of beasts on the prowl and rot in the wind percolated in the area.