章 279: Delegation

The man sitting on the rump of the giant rhino stretched his neck and shoulders. Evidently, he and his delegation had already traveled several miles during that day. 

"A wild Inoshuma? Hmm. There are no Inoshumas in this area," one of the women in the group spoke, interrupting the bowman's words. She stepped forward, approaching the footprint and taking a closer look. Her long hair was tied back in a messy tail held in place by some kind of small elongated bone, and a large scar furrowed her face from the forehead to her lower lip. 

"Also, Inoshumas never move on their own. Their sense of direction is overdeveloped, and they just can't get lost," the woman continued. From how those people were addressing the man with the kabuto, he had to be their leader.