The sentry from the Wolfteeth Tribe tried to continue speaking, but no one was listening anymore.
The moment the tribe heard that Elder Earthwolf had found Martin alive, the entire settlement erupted in cheers.
“Martin’s safe! Elder Earthwolf brought him back—thank the heavens!”
“What wonderful news!”
Even those who didn’t know Martin personally were overjoyed.
He wasn’t just another tribesman—he was their benefactor.
Without Martin, they never would have solved the water crisis. Without that water, many of their people would have perished.
“What’s going on out there?” a deep voice came from within the main cavern. The tribe’s chieftain, Skywolf, stepped out, leaning on his bone staff.
“Chieftain!” everyone bowed low, and the noisy crowd instantly fell silent.
Skywolf’s sharp eyes
