Chapitre 32: The Rise of the Tribe!

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening to one and all!"

As Begon and the other tribal elders gathered, pondering Logan's next move, his imposing figure suddenly materialized at the heart of the sacred altar.

From this elevated position, he surveyed the crowd, his commanding presence resonating through the hushed assembly. In that moment, every eye was drawn to him, hanging on his every word.

"Many among you, the stalwarts of the Silver Mane Tribe, will recognize me. Yet, I see new faces too, those who have not had the pleasure. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Logan, your chieftain," he announced with a resonant voice that rolled over the crowd.

"It matters not who you were before this moment. From today onwards, you are part of the Silver Mane Tribe, by birth, through life, and into the afterlife. No one can alter this truth!" Logan proclaimed, his voice booming across the gathering, embodying the spirit of dominion.