"Come here, don't go near the big door!" A middle-aged woman says with an expression of fear. Her hair is black and gray with some barely noticeable wrinkles on her face. She grabs the hand of a boy who seems to be no more than 12 years old.

"B-but mom! I want to see the warriors of the tribe who came from hunting beasts. You know that my dream is to be a warrior respected by everyone in the tribe!" The boy says with a serious look as he tries to resist his mother's grip. Recently he heard the sound of the horn. 2 years ago he was near the big door that leads to the outside accompanying his mother. His mother has a small clothing store that she does herself, his mother's shop is very close to the big door. At that moment the horn also rang. Only a few minutes after the horn sounded, he saw how the warriors of the tribe entered with an incredibly large dead beast and an intimidating appearance that made him feel very nervous. But that fear disappeared instantly upon seeing how the surrounding people applauded and praised the warriors. Since that day, he has wanted to be like them and be praised by the townspeople after hunting a very big beast.

People who shop at the other stores look at the mother and boy couple with a confused look, they don't understand what they are doing and why the boy insists so much on going to the big door.

"I told you to come here! I had not told you before that this is not the sound to celebrate a good hunt!?" The woman yells at the boy with a nervous tone of voice, she regrets that her age has taken away almost all the strength she was when she was younger because of her low strength, she cannot prevent her son from approaching the big door. The main reason she does not want to approach the big door is that she is afraid to go see the same scene she saw 9 years ago when her husband came to the tribe like a corpse...

The boy turns his head to look at his mother, with clenched teeth and a determined look, he says "I know it's not the sound to celebrate a good hunt... But I still have to go and let them know with my presence that even if some of them don't return to the tribe or if they are so hurt that they can't go hunting again, that I'm still there to take the place of those brave warriors when I'm old enough to join them!" He manages to release his mother's grip and runs as fast as he can near the big door that opens slowly.

The words of that boy made nearby people, whether men, women, and children, be surprised. Soon, some of those who once feared to approach the great gate, since they did not want to see the warriors of the tribe dead or wounded, changed to a certain expression of bravery and walked with quick steps toward the great gate.

The boy's mother is surprised to hear her son's words. She sighs and also walks in the direction of the great door. She wonders if her son would continue to think alike if she had told him that his father was a warrior before and that the same sound resonated throughout the tribe on the day of his death. Her son still doesn't know the truth because until now she has been trying her best to convince her neighbors to avoid telling her son something related to his father. She only told her son that his father died of an illness 3 years after his birth.

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The boy sees that the door has finally finished opening, he was prepared to applaud the returning warriors, but what he sees makes him unable to move his hands, even his voice cannot come out, in front of him, in the great door where At least 30 warriors were supposed to enter, there is only 1 warrior who can barely move due to the wounds he has, the wounded warrior walks with the help of 2 guards...

"Everyone get out of here! It's a direct order from the chief of the tribe, n.o.body can be here!" A man with a very imposing red armor and a spear on his back say. The armor seems to be of better quality than the armor that the guards accompany the wounded warrior have. In the armor, there is an emblem of the head of a black dragon. Behind him is a group of at least 10 men with similar armor.

"T-they are the elite warriors of the tribe!" Suddenly, someone shouts from the crowd, when everyone hears the words 'elite warrior of the tribe', their expressions change to one of alarm and fear, parents carry their children and walk away quickly, other people also run without thinking twice.

The boy looks angrily at people who call themselves elite warriors, but he knows very well that these people are the worst that could have existed in the tribe since the previous chief of the tribe was killed 5 years ago. They treat any of the tribe as they want, they beat the women, they demand the people of the tribe to give them money every month, since they supposedly do too much for the tribe and, therefore, must be rewarded... He wouldn't care much if they are only asking for taxes, but that money is only used by them.

The boy's mother sees that her son has an expression of anger, shakes her head and takes her son's hand "...Reo, come, we can't stay here any longer or we'll be in trouble" The boy's name is Reo, look at his mother and nod. Reo looks for the last time at that warrior who can barely stand up. With a look that shows he is thinking very deep things for someone his age, he clenches his fist tightly. Reo promises that he will become strong enough to avoid a disaster like the one that happened today in which more than 30 warriors died.

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The elite warrior who has just spoken that seems to be the leader of the elite warrior group approaches the wounded warrior with a grim look, looks at the 2 guards and says "They no longer need to be here, we will take care of the rest" The 2 guards stop holding the wounded warrior, nod their heads, turn around leaving the tribe and slowly close the great door.

"You 2, carry him to the boss's house" Says the leader of the elite warriors to 2 of the elite warriors of the 10 behind him.

"Yes!" The 2 elite warriors walk with quick and orderly steps until they are next to the wounded warrior, they try to lift the warrior with their arms, but the warrior uses his arms to keep the 2 men away. "N-no, I-I can walk alone..." He says with difficulty while his complexion is incredibly pale and his body sweats everywhere in large quant.i.ties.

The leader of the elite warriors looks at the warrior without expression, sees that the warrior's black armor is very broken, he also sees that he has many deep wounds that still have fresh blood, the emblem of a two-headed black dragon that all warriors have on their chests is totally destroyed... "We can't waste any more time here, the chief of the tribe wants to tell you quickly about what happened out there"

The warrior frowns at this man who is well known among the warriors of the tribe, Onsul, the most tyrannical leader among all elite warriors. It can be said that it is the right hand of the chief of the tribe and one of the key people who helped in the murder of the former chief of the tribe "Sigh, it's fine" He lets the 2 elite warriors carry him to the house of the tribal chief.

Onsul walks quickly to the house of the chief of the Kellai tribe without looking at his men, he has always followed Krum, even before he became the village chief and that will never change. If that warrior continued to refuse to be carried, he would knock him out and stop wasting time.

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In a s.p.a.cious hall, this Krum, the head of the Kellai tribe, is looking without emotion at the man who is kneeling in front of him. His finger touches his chair repeatedly, it is a custom he has that everyone in the hall has known for years.

"So that's what happened..." Krum says that with a tone of voice that makes it hard for everyone to breathe well, his tone is full of anger. It turns out that all his warriors that hunted beasts were deceived by the plan of someone from the Clafall tribe. From what he heard of the warrior before him who is covered in wounds, they met a woman with black hair and black eyes, the woman's body was very malnourished to the point that she seemed close to death, the warriors at seeing the condition of the woman helped her immediately, also what led the warriors to help the woman was her hair color and black eyes, making them think she was a woman of one of the races of the dragon G.o.d of darkness. The point is that the woman managed to convince the warriors to follow her to help other people who are also from one of the races of the dragon G.o.d of darkness. When the warriors arrived at the place the woman was saying, they were surprised to find a pack of more than 50 beasts! They did everything possible to defend themselves, after a few minutes of a cruel fight, they managed to kill many beasts and scare away the rest of the beasts. They thought that was all, but suddenly the woman's body exploded, releasing a green smoke that spread everywhere, all the warriors who inhaled the smoke went crazy and the rest was ambushed by a group of enemies of the tribe Clafall

Krum looks at the man who managed to get out of that attack alive, after a few seconds in silence, he closes his eyes and says "Take this man out of the tribe and kill him. May his death be with a ranged attack"

"Yes!" Onsul says that without questioning Krum, he appears behind the shadow of the warrior who has a lost and confused look "Wai-!" Before the warrior could say anything, Onsul knocks him out, touches the warrior's body and immediately disappears into a shadow that is close to him along with the warrior's body.

The other people in the hall say nothing about the sudden appearance and disappearance of Onsul, as it is an advanced racial skill of the races of the dragon G.o.d of darkness, which makes it possible to move freely anywhere while there are shadows. Although he seems that can move freely regardless of distance, the skill has a radius of 100 meters away.

Krum prefers to avoid future problems by having that warrior in his tribe if it is true that that woman exploded and threw that kind of green smoke... Then it is possible that this warrior can also do the same since he does not believe it is possible to escape from that situation in which they were surrounded by so many warriors of the Clafall tribe.

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He would understand if that warrior had advanced racial skills, but that is impossible considering that it is quite simple to see when someone evolves to the point of being able to use advanced racial skills, since the most obvious part is that people develop dragon scales on a part of their bodies when they evolve and all people have to pa.s.s a weekly check of the whole body to avoid anyone who wants to impersonate a normal warrior when they should being elite warriors. Another reason is also to prevent them from being without proper vigilance since they can try to rebel trying to kill him with their advanced racial skill, as he did 5 years ago...

Krum opens his eyes and says "In 3 days we will make an attack against the Clafall tribe, I have had enough to tolerate their constant provocations of war" Look at his strongest and most reliable men, among them is also Onsul, who appeared a moment ago from the shadows, clearly Onsul has already taken care of killing that warrior "Gather all men, whether children and adults, even if they only serve as s.h.i.+elds of flesh, that is enough and that all warriors are prepared in 2 days at the great door" Krum says while closing his eyes again.

The people in the hall nod and soon all disappear into the shadows leaving the place in absolute silence.