C887 The Time of Slaughter
The battle was horrific.
Ann Da was teetering on the brink of death.
The recent heavy blow had shattered his heart.
With a broken sternum, even if he were to recover, he'd be left a cripple.
A warrior from the Sharp Fang Tribe, also struck, quickly propped Ann Da up and dragged him toward the mountain's summit.
The other warriors, fueled by rage, charged at the oncoming Blood Warriors.
Bang
