"Hmm? A ten-day raid, crossing the peninsula, and battling the invading Rokube?"
Outside the Mountain Part winter camp, Exploration Captain Zuwaro's eyes flashed. He vaguely sensed something, but it wasn't clear. Hunting Team Leader Mukun, however, did not give him time to think and pulled Zuwaro by the hand, leading him to the ranks of the tribe's able-bodied men.
"Come! Leader of the Sea Tribe, look at our warriors from the Hot Spring Mountain. They are all skilled hunters! Four teams of a hundred hands, the tribe has a full ten teams! Whether it's the Rokube coming south from the North or the Island Tribe harassing from the South, they cannot compare to the powerful Mountain Part!..."
Listening to Hunting Team Leader Mukun's words, Zuwaro pursed his lips and also seriously assessed the warriors of the Hot Spring Mountain. He looked at their round and honest faces and then at the compound bows behind these warriors, feeling a slight shiver in his heart.
