"So many powerful warriors are gathering this time. Do you think the Silver Mane Tribe can withstand the might of the coalition?" Surshen broke the silence, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
The sheer scale of the forces they faced was staggering. More than 30,000 warriors were on the move, and among them were over a dozen sixth-level fighters and more than forty fifth-level warriors. Chief Lero of the Qatar tribe and Chief Arar of the Adik tribe were both formidable opponents, rumored to be even more powerful than sixth-level warriors.
Surshen's heart raced with a mix of dread and anticipation. "If the Silver Mane Tribe falls, what does that mean for us in the Duskin Tribe?" he wondered, anxiety knotting in his stomach.