The storm had passed, and the forest by the sea was also affected.
Broken limbs and trees were everywhere; randomly gathered, they made up a huge pile of firewood.
By now, the seashore had reclaimed its original hue, the previously dark, poisonous seawater had disappeared to who knows where.
Shell Beasts and Sea Beasts were easily spotted on the beach; the foodie Orcs picked them up while walking, filling up three huge baskets.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, now that the storm has passed, I'll be headed back," Zhuangzhuang had come to respect her greatly after seeing her revered position in the Watson Tribe during the past few days.
"Mm, I won't keep the Clan Leader any longer. You haven't been back to your tribe for such a long time, your people and family must be worried. Go back and let them know you're safe, and remember, our Watson Tribe welcomes you anytime."
Ji Nuan smiled warmly.
