Visiting Duskin Tribe!

Even if the alliance included only two formidable tribes, Logan knew the current strength of the Silver Mane Tribe could crush them with ease. In his mind, a scattered coalition posed no real threat, just more wolves for him to command. And if he could place a traitorous "wolf" among them, all the better.

The Duskin Tribe was perfect for that role, and Logan knew just how to ensure it.

"I'm going to pay your father a visit," Logan said, a calm smile crossing his face.

Mamuti's eyes widened in surprise. "You're going to the Duskin Tribe? Now?"

"Of course," Logan replied, voice unruffled. "Your father's leading himself and his tribe, to ruin. I'm simply going to correct his course." His tone was light, but there was an unmistakable edge of authority, one that sent a thrill through Mamuti.

Mamuti couldn't quite find the words to respond, but his heart raced with excitement. This young chieftain was a seventh-level powerhouse. Would his father dare resist such a force?

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