The giant dragonflies had already flown back to the Vine Tribe. After the Tribal Warriors unloaded the spoils of war from their backs, the dragonflies excitedly soared into the sky, circled a few times, and then returned to Stone Mountain to rest on the Divine Vine.
The women and children hiding in the ground holes came out. When they saw the piles of spoils, their eyes widened, wishing they had personally joined the battle.
However, they quickly participated in sorting the spoils, tirelessly enjoying the task.
The people of the Vine Tribe were overjoyed because they won the tribal war with almost no casualties, something almost impossible for other tribes.
The eighty-nine former captives felt somewhat at a loss upon arriving at the Vine Tribe, even sensing a sense of absurdity.
Because the Vine Tribe was too small, with few houses and a small population.
Yet this tribe had managed to wipe out the powerful and fierce Mosquito Tribe.
