In the grand hall at the center of the Moon Lake Tribe, voices rose in heated quarrel.
"We should abandon those useless people—they're dragging the tribe down!"
The hoarse voice of the Great Elder thundered with dissatisfaction.
"Impossible. They are all members of the Moon Lake Tribe. I will not leave them behind,"
the Moon Lord replied firmly, her tone carrying the weight of authority.
"If this continues, our tribe will collapse sooner or later!" the Great Elder barked.
"With me here, the Moon Lake Tribe will not fall." The Moon Lord's gaze was steady, her voice confident.
The Elder sneered. "How long can you last? Don't forget—without a new generation of water awakeners, we'll soon have no source of water. Yue Feiyan is a fire-type awakener. What will happen if the next generation follows her path?"
