The captives earlier were solely focused on eating, and having just suffered a crushing defeat, they had a shadow in their hearts about the ferocity of the Nix Soldiers, so they didn't dare to look at them closely. They thus didn't notice that among the Nix team coming to deliver food were their own people. Moreover, in Onosis' eyes, the Nix Soldier standing before him, although very similar looking to his fellow tribesman from memory, carried an entirely different heroic demeanor in full armor.
"It's me." Sethonos replied, squatting down and removing the helmet.
"Sethonos, it's really... really you!" Onosis eagerly reached out to touch Sethonos, but the cold armor made him instinctively withdraw his hand, and his expression became cautious once more: "It's great that you're still alive! But how did you become like this?"
"Uncle, do you remember, last year the Andres Chief summoned the army to attack the Nix, and I joined. You even saw me off…" Sethonos spoke in a gentle tone.
