"Malacai, Skye just saw a group of beastmen coming our way. Based on their appearance, I am sure they are part of the Ravenclaw clan."
Malacai wanted to ask for more details when the triplets intervened.
"They are the worst!"
"Sir, we should run away!"
"Yes, sir, the enemy this time is the famous skunk clan. Their smell is unbearable."
Malacai frowned, then looked at Nerissa, asking for confirmation.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know. I only saw they have squirrel-like tails with animal ears. But if what they say is true… Malacai, let's run first."
"Yes, Lady Nerissa is right. Believe us when we say the smell is so unbearable that gas masks won't even work.
You need a special one, but I am sure sir doesn't have any."
"One more thing, sir, they have long-distance attacks."
Just after the words were said, a green goo flew into the air and landed close to them. The tree it hit quickly melted away.