All fifty men surrounded Dilan in the middle and attacked him at the same time. They didn't obey Dilao, but because Dilao was more powerful than them, they listened to him.
Dilan scoffed. These people underestimated themselves.
So, a fierce battle happened. The sound of the weapons clashing echoed. A bloody smell floated, and the birds and beasts were scared to hide away.
Thirty minutes later, Dilan was stunned to find out that his body couldn't move.
He looked at the remaining humans, who smiled at him viciously.
"The poison worked!" The humans smiled.
"Despicable!" Dilan scolded.
"Where is the clan heirloom?" Dilao's leg stepped on Dilan's chest and whispered.
"Hump!" Dilan glanced at Dilao in disdain and refused to say anything.
"The clan heirloom was for those who became the rulers of the clan. You left the clan and abandoned all the responsibilities that a ruler should have. You don't deserve to carry that heirloom!" Dilao's eyes turned red with jealousy and madness.
