Barely an hour had passed since the battle.
The troll returned to his tribe. It was first questioned, subtly ridiculed. But with an ironclad fist, the chieftain used his strength to quell their ridiculing questions.
It was a temporary measure, but it just needed time. Despite the tribe's anger and their scrutiny, as long as the chieftain could make them relocate, then it could eventually rein in its rule again.
However, there was a problem with its plan. Although its strength was enough to quell the masses, it wasn't enough to convince them to relocate. It wasn't because of their pride; it was due to the fact that they were well aware that humans frequent the outer parts of the forest to train their warriors.
The trolls haven't fought against Noah, and they couldn't believe the chieftains' stories either. What they did experience was humanity's strongest warriors. It was this reason alone why they never hunted past the west side of the forest.
