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The Blue Mist Tribe had subdued three of their neighboring tribes already. The subjugated tribes offered their children as slaves and sent tributes. It was a formidable presence. The news quickly spread across the plains and wastelands, and the surrounding tribes were wary of the Blue Mist Tribe's expansion.
“Woo-boo-boo-boo!”
The warriors of the Blue Mist Tribe beat their mouths, making sounds, and some blew horns from behind. The sharp sound of the horn trumpets reached the entrance of the Stone Axe Tribe.
“It's the Blue Mist!”
The Stone Axe Tribe also rang their bells several times to alert their village. The warriors armed themselves, and Chief Gizzle, wearing a lion-skin helmet, stepped forward.
“How many are they?”
“Seven, chief.”
“A delegation, then.”
Gizzle frowned.
The envoys of Blue Mist, despite being mere envoys, acted threateningly. They had blue war paint from their faces down to their upper bodies, made from dried reeds ground into powder and mixed with glue.
“We knew this was coming.”
The Stone Axe Tribe had anticipated the Blue Mist Tribe's contact. They had been preparing for war, stockpiling arrows and weapons.
The envoys of Blue Mist walked menacingly into the village, their steps exuding dominance.
“This is a fine village, Chief Gizzle.”
The envoy looked...
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