Chapter 432: Grazing and assaulting

As the trio observed this unexpected scene, they couldn’t help becoming intrigued. Thus, they didn’t resist the urge to stealthily creep forward, under the pretext of the pumice rocks of the Windstone Highland. Sheyan’s perceptive sense was the highest; hence after encroaching in for several hundreds of metres, he could already differentiate acute wrath seeping in from afar, along with angry shoutings.

“Kill him, kill him!!!!!!”

Suddenly, a na'vi stood atop the back of his enormous Hammerhead-titanothere mount, and waved his burly arms towards the pack of agitated clansmen beneath him before calling out.

“I am a member of the Mosake clan! Hear my words!”

It appeared that this na'vi probably owned a rather high status. Beside Cherokee, an old woman adorned with a red feathered crest stood forward; gesturing to the crowd to calm down. Then, that na'vi standing atop his warbeast continued announcing loudly.