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Across the vast wilderness plains, as the first snowfall drew near, many plants had begun to bear fruit one after another. Their once-vibrant green leaves gradually turned yellow and brittle. A white wolf stood alone in the endless grassland, sweeping its gaze over the surroundings before running back in the direction it had come from.<\/span><\/p>

On the ground lay the bodies of many hyena-drakes and wild wolves. Several wolves, their fur stained with blood, circled the fallen, letting out sorrowful cries. Not far from them, a male cheetah that had been hiding downwind suddenly sprang out, sinking its fangs into the throat of a hyena-drake trying to flee.<\/span><\/p>

The male cheetah was far smaller in size and weight than the hyena-drake. Suspended off the ground, he was dragged several meters before two more cheetahs burst out from another direction. One to the left, one to the right\u2014they pounced onto the hyena-drake\u2019s hind legs, using their combined weight to slam it to the ground.<\/span><\/p>

The hyena-drake was already covered in wounds. Though it struggled wildly after being brought down by the three cheetahs, the torn-open throat quickly drained its strength. It tried to claw the male cheetah off, but its movements weakened until its body finally fell still.<\/span><\/p>

Only when the hyena-drake drew its last breath did the male cheetah release it. He stood, spat out several scale-like shells he had bitten off, blood still smeared at the corner of his mouth. The two cheetahs behind him came forward to help groom him, licking away the blood.<\/span><\/p>

The male cheetah narrowed his beautiful golden eyes, glancing toward the wolf pack. Several wolves were watching the scene. When they saw the last escaping hyena-drake fall, they lifted their heads and howled toward the sky. The male cheetah flicked his tail, nudged his companions with his head, and turned to leave.<\/span><\/p>

A female wolf approached the white wolf. The white wolf spared her a glance. Her newborn pup had been killed by a passing hyena-drake while the adults were out hunting. They had tracked the hyena-drake group for days before finally catching up to them. Though the wolf pack outnumbered the hyena-drakes several times over, this battle had still cost them nearly half their members.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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The mother wolf\u2019s expression was heavy with grief, her head lowered. The white wolf rubbed his neck and shoulder against hers in comfort. Wolves always protected their own; even if this battle meant their pack would be pushed to the brink, the white wolf would still lead them to take revenge.<\/span><\/p>

A sharp, carrying howl rang out. All the wolves surrounding the battlefield lifted their heads toward the white wolf. He stepped forward, looking over the battered survivors, then picked up a fallen wolf by its neck and motioned for the pack to withdraw.<\/span><\/p>

The other wolves followed suit\u2014each picked up a fallen companion and trailed behind the leader. Soon, on the blood-soaked ground, only a dozen or so drained hyena-drake corpses remained. Not a single trace of the wolves was left.<\/span><\/p>

High above, vultures that had been circling for some time dove down once the wolves were gone. They tore at the hyena-drakes\u2019 flesh, swallowing mouthful after mouthful as they cleaned the killing grounds.<\/span><\/p>

Scenes like this had been playing out across the plains for some time. While the lion and wolf groups constantly changed, the side they fought against was always the hyena-drakes.<\/span><\/p>

The male cheetah, together with his two newly formed companions, finished drinking from a shallow water hole. When he lifted his head, he saw yet another clash\u2014this time between a pack of wild hyenas and a small squad of hyena-drakes. His companions looked toward him. The male cheetah twitched his ears, then led them in a wide arc to a patch of tall grass upwind, where they settled to silently observe.<\/span><\/p>

Cheetahs cherished their lives\u2014an injury was almost as good as death. Even though the male cheetah hated hyena-drakes, unless he was certain of victory, he would only lie in wait.<\/span><\/p>

In the dense canopy of a nearby acacia tree, a spotted leopard swished its tail lazily while watching the fierce battle below. On another branch, another leopard hid in the shadows, occasionally dropping down to harass the hyena-drakes whenever the wild hyenas gained the upper hand\u2014only to dart back into the tree before the hyena-drakes could react. Enraged, the hyena-drakes rammed the acacia tree several times, but the sly leopards were unreachable. They tried to escape the tree\u2019s range, only to be driven back again by the wild hyenas.<\/span><\/p>

A leopard helping wild hyenas hunt\u2014such a thing would have been utterly impossible in the past. Yet here it was, happening bizarrely in this quiet corner. Coupled with the three grown cheetahs lying in wait within the tall grass, all watching the hyena-drakes\u2026 it was as if, for a moment, every predator on the plains had chosen the hyena-drakes as their common enemy.<\/span><\/p>

In a remote stretch of the Dosa River, a massive hyena-drake horde sprawled out across the land, so dense it seemed endless.<\/span><\/p>

A pitch-black pterosaur beat its wings as it descended beside the hyena-drake leader. It first plunged half its body into the icy river water to cool down before staggering forward on legs it rarely used. Standing before the hyena-drake leader, it spoke in a shrill voice that didn\u2019t match its size at all, \u201cSeveral scouting teams we sent out recently seem to have been wiped out by those lowly predators on the plains.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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The man clad in gleaming silver beast scales showed no expression as he quietly listened to the black-winged pterosaur report the latest situation. They had already been here for some time. Aside from wiping out a few beastman tribes of barely a hundred members when they first left the forest, they had found no further traces of beastmen at all. They had remained along this stretch of the river for over a month now\u2014yet not a single one of the hyena-drake scouting parties sent out had returned.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDo you intend to wipe out all the predators on the plains?\u201d The ironshell-drake leader, who had been lying half-asleep in the soft grass, lifted his head and asked in a hoarse, low rumble.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDo you even know how many animals live on these plains?\u201d The black-winged pterosaur let out a sharp snort, not even sparing a glance at the half-awakened ironshell-drake whose mind had never fully developed.<\/span><\/p>

The ironshell-drake leader rarely spoke to begin with. Being snapped at by the pterosaur, it turned its head away and said nothing more. The male ironshell-drake standing at its side lowered his head, gently touching his horn to the leader\u2019s to soothe him.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThe first snow is coming,\u201d the hyena-drake leader said quietly, his voice soft. His blood-red eyes stared emptily at the rushing river as if unable to focus.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYou plan to stay here until winter?\u201d The black-winged pterosaur sounded displeased. The plains were even hotter than the forest, and more importantly, there was almost no shade. Long exposure to direct sun was torture for pterosaurs. If they stayed here without moving again soon, he\u2019d rather fly back to the forest and rest for a few peaceful days.<\/span><\/p>

But they had offended quite a number of other dragon species while leaving the forest. Returning now would hardly be peaceful. The black-winged pterosaur furrowed its barely visible brows, its wings instinctively fanning. The breeze mixed with the lingering moisture on its body, creating a cool draft. The ironshell-drake leader, lying not far away, narrowed his eyes in comfort.<\/span><\/p>

The hyena-drake leader glanced at the pterosaur. In human form, his expressions were far clearer than when he was a beast. The curve of his lips lifted slightly in a striking arc.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cIf you wish, take part of the troops and do as you like.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cPart of the troops? You\u2019re giving me some of your hyena-drakes?\u201d The black-winged pterosaur stopped mid-motion, head tilting as he asked in surprise.<\/span><\/p>

The hyena-drake leader nodded. His slender, elegant fingers brushed lightly over the male hyena-drake beside him. The male stood and obediently backed away. Behind him, the resting group of hyena-drakes rose to their feet one after another. A portion of them stepped out, gathering quickly on a nearby patch of open ground.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Once the division was complete, the male hyena-drake returned to the leader\u2019s side and lowered his head, looking toward the pterosaur.<\/span><\/p>

Seeing this, the black-winged pterosaur\u2019s eyes lit up with delight, his wings fluttering uncontrollably again\u2014this time the wide sweep nearly smacked the ironshell-drake leader across the face.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYou\u2019re giving me that many of your kin? And I can do whatever I want with them? When should I meet back up with you?\u201d the pterosaur asked excitedly.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYou can take them and play however you like,\u201d the hyena-drake leader said mildly, rubbing his palms together. \u201cJust return to the forest before next summer. There\u2019s no need to meet up with me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI didn\u2019t expect you to be so generous.\u201d The pterosaur\u2019s voice was filled with joy. \u201cThen I\u2019ll leave half of my kin for you as well. When we meet again in the forest next time, I\u2019ll be able to take human form too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The hyena-drake leader simply nodded, waving his hand to signal that the black-winged pterosaur could leave with his newly allocated troops.<\/span><\/p>

The pterosaur turned around, eyes curved into a pretty crescent shape.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cIronshell-drake, do you want to trade with me as well? Your kin have thick hides\u2014perfect for charging at the front.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The ironshell-drake leader snorted two puffs of air, turned away, and answered gruffly, \u201cNo trade.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The pterosaur had never seriously expected him to agree. Seeing the refusal, he only gave a helpless flap of his wings. After exchanging a brief word with the hyena-drake leader, he left behind half of his own pterosaur kin, then departed grandly with nearly a third of the hyena-drake troops now under his command.<\/span><\/p>

Watching the black-winged pterosaur disappear slowly over the horizon, the hyena-drake leader turned his attention back to the surging river. The sunlight flickered across his blood-red eyes\u2014bright, then dim\u2014revealing nothing of his thoughts.<\/span><\/p>

Ka Luo was helping Lang Yan pack. Ever since summer began, he had spent the most time with Lang Yan. Now that he knew Lang Yan would be leaving early the next morning, his heart was heavy with reluctance.<\/span><\/p>

But it was summer, and aside from food, there wasn\u2019t much the two tribes needed to exchange. All Ka Luo could prepare were a few snacks for Lang Yan to eat on the road.<\/span><\/p>

Lang Yan held little Chen bun in his arms, gently patting him and coaxing him to sleep. The tiny bun probably sensed the looming parting\u2014no matter how Lang Yan coaxed, the child stared at him with big, unblinking dark eyes. The little wolf cub lay quietly beside Lang Yan, occasionally nudging his arm with its head, silently keeping him company.<\/span><\/p>

That night, Chen Qi finally learned why Azhang and the others had planned to return to the tribe so soon. Aside from spotting faint traces of hyena-drake activity several days\u2019 travel away, the most important reason was that the day before they decided to withdraw, a patrol had found several hyena-drake corpses in a relatively remote area.<\/span><\/p>

From the inspection at the time, it seemed the hyena-drakes had been torn apart by some kind of beasts\u2014though whether they were attacked while alive or bitten after death by scavenging predators could no longer be determined.<\/span><\/p>



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