He Comes From the Void

"Warmother Ashe took a third of our warriors and took them north to fend off the Raiders of Winter's Claw. That's one less man for digging the soil, one less eye for the herd. I also know that your people never grow crops or herd cattle, but in more civilized lands..."

The old man talked to himself, as if the whole world was staring at the few livestock in his pasture.

"Winter's Claw keeps on invading. If we let ourselves go and fight on our own, then what's the point of our alliance? I must protect Avarosa and our brothers and sisters. We must fight against Winter's Claw. Indispensable."

"There are too few people, and there are too many mouths to eat. The land on the west side of the White Hills is almost out of control." The old man said again, asking Ashe to solve this problem.

To be honest, these are just trivial things, and it is a bit too annoying to say on the table. But before Ashe could say anything, another voice took over the topic forcefully.

"Huh, old man, you just can't manage it. Let me tell you. Five days ago, at dawn, a group of people came to our village together with the dawn. They burned the houses, and my people screamed in pain One by one died."

"Winter's Claw," Ashe said softly.

"That's right, Winter's Claw." The tall woman who spoke lifted off her hood, two silver braids protruding from the side, and a twisted scar that hadn't healed across her face.

She looked at Ashe with angry eyes, wishing to swallow her alive: "I tried to resist, but there were so many people on the other side, we were no match at all, so we had to escape in a hurry and wait for a chance of revenge... And all this is because of you .I will wash my tomahawk with your blood!"

Five or six soldiers followed behind her, their weapons were still stained with blood, and they were full of murderous intent.

"War mother Haldere from the banks of three rivers, you have come from afar, why do you seek a fight?"

"Because it was possible for us to drive them away in the past, but you conscripted the soldiers! But whoever can hold a sword, one in three people will be conscripted! How can we defend it! It is you who made us fall into the As a result, when they come, the people you protect sit in the deep room with thick walls, lazy and fat, but Winter's Claw will never show mercy."

Speaking of excitement and annoyance, the battle mother directly smashed the battle ax in her hand on the wooden table, making a loud clang.

Few people could keep their faces as unchangeable as Kaenkasha's. The rest of the people knew that they were the objects of protection, the trash in Haidrei's mouth, and they all turned pale with shock.

"My condolences, Warmother, you have suffered. I... know what it's like to lead a group of desperate people. Bring your survivors here. You can share our food and our walls. You are welcome."

Ashe calmly extended the invitation, but the other party didn't appreciate it.

"I don't want your city walls, nor your food. What I want is blood for blood!" As he said that, the war mother drew out her axe, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

"Enough!" Tryndamere stood up and shouted back: "I will not allow the blood of the Avarosans to be spilled in front of this fire. We already have so many enemies, why would we want to kill each other!"

"The Avarosas should protect each other," Ashe added.

"Then have you done it? Since you have conscripted troops to defend against bandits, why are people from Winter's Claw breaking into our village?"

"I'm sorry, Warmother Haldere. The situation has changed. The border has been plundered by a large number of trolls. I have to allocate my forces to defend against the trolls, and neglect the defense against Winter's Claw."

"Then my people should die in vain?" Haidre couldn't listen anymore, and threw an ax at Ashe in public.

A snarl like a beast echoed through the hall, and Tryndamere caught the blade in his hands.

Yes, catching the ax blade in his hand, and the blade cut into his palm, and the blood was running down, onto the floor.

"I said... that's enough!" Tryndamere gritted his teeth, his voice shook the hall beams, like an angry beast, everyone could hear a voice screaming in their minds, run away!

They all saw that the wound on Tryndamere's palm was healing at an incredible speed, which was extremely abnormal.

"I am not afraid of you, Clan. Life behind the walls has dulled the edge of your blade, but my ax is sharpened by blood."

After finishing speaking, he roared and rushed towards her.

With just one move, he grabbed Haidre by the neck with his healed hand, and threw her on the table, making her unable to get up for a long time. The warriors behind her slashed and slashed, and Tryndamere repelled their blows, then fought back furiously, bringing them down one by one.

"With this ability, who do you want to defeat? Who can you defeat?"

Tryndamere, drenched in blood, pulled out the dagger in his ribs, and the wound began to heal. He shouted sharply without changing his face: "If it wasn't for the battle mother Ashe who wanted to save your lives, you would never have walked out of here."

Boom!

Haidrei smashed the table angrily, and was instantly defeated in front of so many people, which made the war mother feel extremely humiliated. She stood up, wiped the side of the bleeding face, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"You should seek revenge from the people of Winter's Claw, instead of blaming Warmother Ashe for conquering your warriors." Kai'Sa came out and said something fair.

"Who are you?" Haldeley said harshly.

"I am the Warmother of the Notai Clan, Kai'Sa." Kai'Sa could already say this expressionlessly. She made no secret of her identity as an Iceborn, and her strong strength made her words convincing.

Everyone in the hall cast doubtful glances. They didn't expect Kai'Sa to become a war mother at such a young age. Ashe looked at them with a strange color in her eyes, she could see that Kai'Sa was different.

"No, you're not the Warmother of the Notai Clan. I've seen her before, she's a white-haired old woman." Haldre seemed to turn her anger on Kai'Sa, yelling at her, the meeting has ended Totally disturbed.

"Our tribe was also plundered by the Claws of Winter. I was appointed as a war mother when I was in danger, and escaped their claws with the only remaining clansmen. We couldn't stay in the north any longer, so we came to the south to join Avarosa. "

"Welcome to join, sister, the three sisters will bless you."

Seeing the True Ice Weapon on Kai'Sa and the others, Ashe stretched out her hand to express her welcome. A smile finally appeared on her sad face. The joining of two powerful Iceborn can be said to be the only good news today.

:. : m.x8