That night, the silver moon was bright, hanging high in the sky, with stars scattered like a galaxy sea, incredibly beautiful.
In the post-apocalyptic world, air pollution was severe, and the sky was always gray, where one could no longer see stars or such a beautiful nightscape.
Luna Sutton quickly arrived at the Tribal Square.
A bonfire was lit in the center of the square, burning fiercely, its flames flickering, illuminating the surroundings.
The tribe's men, women, old, and young were gathered here in groups, eating roasted meat, laughing, or discussing something interesting.
The young beastmen and females danced enthusiastically around the bonfire, with a joyful atmosphere.
A few beastlings were hopping and playing on the side, but upon seeing her approach, they hurried away in fear.
As if she were some kind of terrible monster.
But some were secretly observing her with curious eyes, clearly noticing her uniqueness and having heard about her awakening powers.
