"Are you saying they want to drive us out of the Polar Forest just to occupy it?"
The Flying Eagle Witch snarled.
The Snow Tiger Witch glanced at the eagle egg not far from him and scoffed, "And you still think they just want to drive us out?"
The Flying Eagle Witch's gaze followed his, and the muscles in his face tightened instantly. "You're right. This doesn't look like they're just trying to drive us out."
No young had been born in the Flying Eagle Tribe for two years, and now, with what that young female had said today…
'If these insects start afflicting the young Beastman Warriors, we'll be completely defenseless when the beastmen from outside the Polar Forest attack. They'll walk all over us.'
"With things as they are, this is bigger than just our two tribes. I'm afraid we'll have to summon Old Wolf and the Lion Witch."
The Flying Eagle Witch stood up at that. "Let one of my tribesmen go."
