The Silver Mane Tribe had journeyed far and wide, their sights set on annexing smaller tribes. Yet, much to their surprise, these tribes, instead of resisting, aligned themselves with the powerful Adik and Qatar tribes, avoiding conflict altogether.
"Why don't they just submit to the Silver Mane Tribe?" Kro grumbled, frustration evident in his voice. "They're all beastmen anyway, so what difference does it make which tribe they join?"
"That's not how it works," Logan replied, shaking his head. "We eat meat because we have stomachs. But what if tribes like Adik and Qatar don't have the hunger we do?"
Kro laughed, though it was edged with bitterness. "They'll be so full they won't need to fight!"
Logan, noticing his friend's rising anger, signaled him to calm down and offered a knowing smile. "These small tribes are betting on one thing, Adik and Qatar won't dare to provoke a war. That's why they've thrown in their lot with them."