Chapter 654 The Caravans (2)
?654 The Caravans (2)
The figure that had just spoken was a tall, fit, four-eared man with numerous glyphs tattoos—some resembling a ball of fire, lightning, and various others—on his arms and other parts of his body. He dropped his curved blade by the side before drying away the water from his body.
"Also, although I understand your worries, there is no use complaining about it now that we are this close. All we can do is face whatever is ahead of us and hope for the best result," the man said.
As he reached out for his clothing—a long gown crafted from leaves—the river below them sounded once more, and another figure shot out of the river, landing inside the boat.
The figure was a fit four-eared woman who seemed to be in her late 20s. Though some of the glyphs on her body resembled those on the man's body, they were still vastly different, with numerous others on some parts of her body.
Nonetheless, they both possessed an extremely thick metallic bracelet on their right arms.
"Leif is right; complaining about the results won't change anything. The only thing we can hope for now is to try our best and see if they would accept us," the woman said, shaking her head tiredly, with a sigh escaping her lips.
She dropped her rounded-bladed weapon to the side of the boat, which she had used to clear away the Vylkr vines attacking them from below the river, and then bent down to take the cloth she had kept earlier to dry her body.
Lyndon clenched his fists so tightly that his veins began to show before he abruptly released a deep breath and slumped his shoulders downward in defeat.
ranked energy, which was strangely similar to the Vylkr vines. This might be the reason why they had been able to survive to this extent.
Leona was still confident that they could defeat them. After all, as one of the wielders of the 'Devourer's bracelet,' which made it possible for them to utilize the Vylkr energy, she knew how powerful the Vylkr energy was. She also understood that it isn't something that just anyone can wield, as history had repeatedly proved, whenever anyone tries to do so forcefully.
"And what if the Patriarch isn't lying, and these humans really have a method of using the Vylkr energy?" Leif asked, his eyes fixed on Leona with a raised brow."
"Then we'll simply have to find out who has the best compatibility rate between us and them," Leona responded, a glint flashing through her eyes.
Isadora wanted to open her mouth and speak; however, she abruptly sealed her lips and thought, 'Forget it.' Isadora could tell just by staring at Leona, even though the other tried to be playful about it, that she was more than ready to do anything to ensure the survival of their race, no matter the odds they might face, even if it meant gaining another enemy.
However, as one of the only remaining units they had, Isadora could only hope that Leona would have calmed down before they arrived at the Village.
Turning her attention to Leif, Isadora asked, "Are we still being followed by the enemy's vessel?"
"Yes, Princess. I personally investigated, but there was no sign of their vessels. It's safe to say we lost track of them about a month ago," Leif replied seriously.
Isadora breathed a sigh of relief at the reassuring news.
"How many vials do we have left?" Isadora asked. Having just cleared away the Vylkr vines, she needed to ensure they had enough vials to survive on until they found a settlement and got back on their feet.
Leif quickly ran the numbers through his mind.