Ethal and Eaqur felt a sense of loss.
Elyle furrowed his brows sharply.
He set his face sternly and scolded the two beasts, "They are but filthy Land BeastmOrcen. Is this your way of expressing dissatisfaction toward me?"
Ethal deeply looked at his father, then turned and walked toward the Tribe.
He didn't know what to say anymore.
Now, many in the Aquatic Tribe had the same thoughts as the father. They believed that all Land BeastmOrcen were filthy creatures.
Hence, every time they mentioned Land BeastmOrcen, they did so with disdain and contempt.
But having spent several days with the Watson Tribe, Ethal knew just how powerful these Land BeastmOrcen truly were.
Yet he couldn't change the entire Aquatic Tribe's opinion.
Meanwhile, the Watson Tribe had already reached the edge of a forest not too far from the seashore.
Standing on the hill, they could even see the boundless sea in the distance.
