On the other side of the magic beast forest, Walter's group, mentioned by everyone, was stopping in front of a small cave, confronting two deformed beastmen.
"Do not be afraid, we are here to rescue everyone."
Draven stood in front of the cave of a group of deformed people, smiling in an exceptionally harmless manner. He pointed at the few people picked up along the way, expressing his goodwill:
"You see, they are just like you, all are special people. We are people of the Crimson tribe, you must know Crimson, right? We have migrated to the other side of the magic beast forest and established a tribe there; our purpose here is to welcome the tribes that no longer have a place to stay to move to the other side."
