The Wild Boar Beastmen looked up to see the fireball relentlessly chasing the White-shouldered Eagle.
"Hey, my eyesight can't be so bad that I can't tell an eagle from a black crow! That guy disguised himself to trick us into ambushing the Eagle Clan. What's he playing at!"
"What else could it be? He must have a grudge against someone and is using us as meat shields! Does he really think that just because we Wild Boar Beastmen have thick hides, we have thick skulls too, and will let him order us around blindly?"
"Exactly! He's up to no good... He's from the Eagle Clan, so maybe he's after our meat, trying to get us to serve ourselves up as winter provisions... He's even eyeing the cubs. What kind of decent male would do that..."
The fireball was incredibly fast. Zhu Bang had to fly with all his might, occasionally making sharp turns just to put some distance between them.
