They hoped to rediscover the glory and power of the King of Bone Biting, yet were unwilling to take even a tiny step of action towards it.
Each Military Governor only thought of preserving their own power, letting others deplete theirs, treating the ancient relic mentioned in legendary tales as mere ludicrous gossip, completely oblivious to the power that the King of Bone Biting relied upon to overturn the world during the Black Disaster...
As humanity began to arm its minions with cannons and muskets, they were still immersed in the illusory victory brought by the pitiful advantage in numbers.
Cowards!
A bunch of cowards!
Tear Flesh grew more agitated as he spoke.
In the end, it turned into a scathing criticism of the inaction of the Wolf Peoples' Military Governor clans, like an angry and helpless old Wolf Person cynic, while his confused apprentice could only obediently stay there, pretending to listen attentively, though the apprentice didn't care about any of this.
