A week passed without any incidents. Slowly, the tribe's trust in Adrian, no, Milka, increased gradually, primarily after he received another promotion within days of joining Ahuli's special squad and was made its second-in-command.
Unfortunately, Ski, the former second-in-command, died during a hunting trip that Milka participated in. No one knew why Ski's Direwolf suddenly tore into its owner and threw him down a cliff.
Tribals argued that some spirit must have taken control of the wolf and killed Ski for crimes of his past life. They weren't entirely wrong. Ski's wolf had been possessed, not by a spirit but by staring into someone's vengeful eyes.
It was a tragedy, but the tribe could only blame fate and move on. Everything got normal within the tribe without any problems with the slaves.
The new slaves had settled nicely. With their abilities sealed and inventory emptied, they couldn't have done anything, even if the heroes wanted to.
