Andrew kept his expression calm as he turned his head toward the entrance. The first man to walk in wore a massive necklace of wolf fangs around his neck, and his huge frame was wrapped in rough leather armor, while the exposed muscles looked like slabs of stone.

What stood out most were his eyes and his face.

The Highland Tribe was known for broad noses, thick lips, and powerful builds, but this man looked like an exaggerated version of them all. His face was vicious and filled with killing intent, more like a cross between a beast and a man, and the savage glare he carried made it feel like he looked down on everyone.

Andrew casually glanced around and noticed many Highland Tribe members instinctively stepping aside, shrinking away from the man in fear.

The man said, "I heard we have honored guests in the tribe. Chief, could it be them?"

Othniel pointed rudely at Andrew and the others with his rough hand.

Tobiah struck his staff heavily on the ground. "Othniel, you're supposed