Darian looked around and felt something strange. The Tribe's gratitude toward him seemed impossible to express in words.
He took a deep breath. Maybe Thulon was more important to the Golems than he had imagined. In the next second, he received confirmation.
Even Gaddol approached Darian respectfully and apologized, bowing with genuine regret.
Even though he was close-minded and intolerant, Golems had a nature inclined toward peace. They were born from the earth and from nature, so even with strong personalities, once they understood their place, they wouldn't cause trouble.
Besides, he was still a member of the Tribe. The Tribe's glory was his own glory. Maybe, in the future, he would become a capable subordinate of Thulon.
After that, the Tribe began celebrating.
Darian sighed, feeling that everything was safe now. Then he waved, and Awel, Eleri, and Tir came out, using metamorphosis.
