She took a shaky breath, her golden eyes clouded with the weight of her memories.
"They began sending their people—hunters, mercenaries, and worse. At first, they came in small numbers, targeting lone members of our tribe. But when they saw that we were too weak to fight back, they grew bolder. They invaded our home, tearing through our defenses, taking our people like cattle."
Her voice broke, and she swallowed hard, regaining her composure.
"Today was the worst. It was not a raid or a small attack—it was an all-out assault. They came in full force, determined to wipe us out or enslave what remained of us."
Alister's fists clenched, his sharp claws glinting in the light. The air around him grew heavier, his anger palpable.
"They dared to bring war to your home?" he said, his voice was low and dangerous. "To hunt and enslave my people."