"My fire-tailed dog tribe does not need any help, especially from humans." Demevoren snorted. Like most beastkin, he had an innate dislike of humans.
Orlov was already expecting this kind of response from him. "Demevoren, my friend… I know your situation. We need all the help we can get. For the sake of your tribe, please reconsider it."
Demevoren fell silent at his words.
The fire-tailed dog tribe was stronger than the goat beastkin tribe. It has hundreds of warriors and even some beast soul warriors. However, they were currently facing a severe shortage of food due to the unreasonable actions of several tribes.
In their area, most tribes collect their food from a nearby lake called Lake Arkali. It was a vast body of water, more than a thousand miles long, with a surface area of about two hundred thousand square miles.
