Dumuh Khan felt a heavy weight of depression settle over him. This place looked nothing like the homeland he had envisioned. Despite his earlier attempts to deny Yellow Whiskers' words, Dumuh Khan knew deep down that Yellow Whiskers spoke the truth. His long-lost younger brother truly harbored intentions of killing him.
After letting out a few roars, Dumuh Khan turned to me with determination. "No matter how they treat me, I have to return to Kalynda," he said. "I need to see my wife and mother. But I know the journey will likely be fraught with danger, and I'm afraid I can't keep the promise I made to you. Maybe we should go our separate ways here for your safety."
He worried about dragging me into danger. Hearing this, however, stirred a sense of heroism within me. After so many years
