Chapter 422: Goodbyes (1/2)

The beasts were shocked when they heard Gravis' words. What did he mean by dissolving the River Tribe? Could he do that? What about them?

”Why?” Silva asked. ”Why are you dissolving the River Tribe?” he asked in shock.

Gravis only sighed. ”I have realized that my feeling of companionship has blinded me. I wanted for everyone to stay until the end. Yet, this desire has blinded me to the truth, and the truth is that the end is not far off.”

The beasts were shocked again when they heard that. What did the Leader mean by that the end wasn't far away?

”Silva is right. We have angered not only Tribes but Kingdoms too. They won't just send some level three Lords. They will also probably send several level four Lords. I can fight against one of them, but not against two. So, as soon as the enemy arrives, everyone will die.”

Suddenly, the beasts felt like they were dropped into hell. Their Leader had said that they were about to die. As soon as Gravis said that, it felt like they woke up from their dream. They had been blinded by their ridiculous growth and had ignored the reality. The insane expansion of their Tribe couldn't remain secret forever.

”Silva, you can lead the beasts that want it safe to a different land,” Gravis said.

”Orthar, you can lead the more extreme beasts to a less dangerous land.”

”The River Tribe is no more. The beasts that want to temper themselves can leave with Orthar while the other members can join Silva. It's your decision. I will remain here and wait for the enemy. If the enemy finds nothing here, they will search for you. If they find me, they probably won't look for you.”

”I wish you all the best,” Gravis finished and then flew to the Spire, leaving the beasts alone.

Right now, the beasts were helpless and indecisive. Should they follow Silva or Orthar?

Silva only sighed. ”Thank you, Gravis,” he said silently. Silva knew that Gravis was protecting them by staying here. It was unknown what army awaited him. Death was not only a possibility but a certainty in Silva's mind. To him, it felt like Gravis was sacrificing himself so that they could live.

”I will allow tempering, but we won't make enemies with any Tribes that are too powerful for us. Yet, I won't allow the mindless killing amongst each other. Every beast that wants to follow my path can follow me,” Silva declared.

Meanwhile, Orthar sighed. ”Even until the end, I have still considered you a companion, Silva,” Orthar said.

Silva only smiled. ”Thank you. I also didn't want to fight you. Yet, if our paths clash, there is no other way. But, of course, if there is a way to resolve this peacefully, I will always take it.”

”Thank you,” Orthar answered. Then, he also turned to the beasts. ”Silva might have forgotten something. Since we are no longer enemies, I don't want you to die. So, I will tell you.”

Silva looked annoyed again. Had Orthar's words been empty?

”A mix of land and sea beasts is an abomination in the eyes of other Tribes. If the sea beasts follow Silva, the future Tribe will only attract more enemies. This is not what Silva wants. Therefore, I will follow this path and will create a Tribe for all willing sea beasts,” Orthar said.

Silva's eyes widened in realization. Yes, he had completely forgotten that fact. By taking as many of his companions with him as he could, he would have doomed all of them to die. Nearly all beasts outside the River Tribe wanted their line to remain pure. By having both kinds of beasts inside their Tribe, they would become the enemy of everyone.

Silva only sighed. ”Orthar is right. I'm sorry, companions from the Sea Camp, but I can only take the Land Camp with me. Otherwise, I risk the death of all my companions.”

Many of the sea beasts felt sad when they heard that, but they understood Silva's point.

”My Tribe will temper themselves more aggressively than Silva's Tribe,” Orthar said. ”Of course, all the beasts that want to live peacefully can establish their own Tribe. With your Battle-Strength, nearly no beast will be able to kill you,” Orthar said.

With that said, the beasts all went their separate ways. Nearly every land beast decided to follow Silva, while less than half of the sea beasts decided to follow Orthar. Yet, that was still plenty. After all, all beasts that stayed here were level two Lords.

After every beast decided their future path, Silva looked at Orthar one last time. ”Goodbye, friend. It has been a blast with you.”

”Goodbye, friend,” Orthar answered. ”I wish you peace and quiet.”

Silva smiled. ”Thank you.” Then, he looked at the lone Spire. ”Goodbye, Gravis,” he said quietly.

Then, Silva left with his new Tribe.