For the first time in his life, Vestias felt despaie. He felt like there was no other way around here aside from accepting their deaths. He clenched his fists. Ever since he was born, he was basked with praises and power. He was the next in line to succeed in the throne and there were little to none oppositions so everything went smoothly. Everything was going the way he planned, but it changed right now.
There was an unexpected variable called Jin Rou that would dictate the future of their tribe.
"Now, time to end this." Jin Rou slowly walked over to the three with ease in his steps. It seemed like he was strolling in the park and taking his time, "Show me your last struggle before you die."
"Old Ben, Zir, we have no choice but to go all out and put our lives on the line if we want to survive." Vestias took a deep breath and said, "As you can determine, even I am helpless against him. So we need to join hands and try to defeat him. We have no other choice. It's do or die."