Scattered among the various shacks, with a few occasionally walking across the open ground.
Judging from the scale of the buildings and the pattern of activity, this tribe was slightly larger than the Strawberry Tribe, but overall strength wasn't much different.
Three Level 2, over forty Level 1, and no Level 3 present.
After Duke finished scouting, he turned into a stream of sand, silently sliding down the hillside and closing in on the edge of the valley.
The tribe in the valley was peaceful, cooking smoke curling upward, with the occasional sound of children's laughter drifting over.
Those Level 1 Ancient Fairies came in all shapes and forms: some looked like ripe berries, some like leafy roots, and a few had long, slender bodies like some kind of herb.
They wore crude clothing and held Magic Wands as they moved between the shacks.
Duke condensed his body behind a giant boulder at the foot of the hill, his gaze sweeping over the tribe below.
