"Brent, do you think the Aslan Tribe is strong?" Leone asked him in a teasing tone.
"It is strong," Brent replied without hesitation. "Very strong."
"Then, do you know how many tribes had come together to form the Aslan Tribe?" Leone asked once more.
In response, Brent looked at the faces of the people who stood behind Leone.
The Alborin Tribe, the Riverfang Tribe, the Black Wolf Tribe, the Stormhorn Tribe, and the remains of the Bloodtusk Tribe.
Five tribes.
The Aslan Tribe was composed of five tribes, and yet, their combined numbers only reached a little over a thousand.
"The Aslan Tribe is made up of people at the bottom of the hierarchy of the Borderlands," Leone stated. "Keep in mind, we were only a low-ranking tribe two months ago. After the war, our numbers are now below a thousand. Now, you might be wondering. Why am I telling you this bit of information?"
The young chieftain smiled faintly as if the answer was very obvious.
