Currently, Damien can be seen walking alongside Aponi. His clothes are now those of the Cutaina tribe, making him truly look like he is one of them. However, even though Damien does not look that bad, he feels less than stellar about wearing the tribe's clothing, as it makes him feel rather exposed.

  The clothes they wore consisted of a top and bottom that barely managed to cover their privates and honestly calling them clothes was almost a joke but unfortunately, Damien had to wear them instead of his own otherwise the Cheiftan of what Damien had now learned was called Unania tribe would believe him to be an outsider and not allow him to participate on behalf of Aponi stating that outsiders could not marry her.

  After being dressed by the woman of the tribe Damien met back up with Aponi and they were now making their way to where the battle would be held, during this time he had been asking her about the Unania chieftain's son and if he was strong. According to her she had no chance of beating him herself nor did anyone apart of her tribe and that was the reason she was so desperate for Damien’s assistance.

  “Oh right Damien I must warn you, it is likely that if the chieftain notices his son is unlikely to win he will find a way to cheat in some way… while I have no idea how he will achieve this I do know he finds it unacceptable for his plans to fail and will do anything possible to see them succeeded so just keep your guard up.”

  Hearing Aponi’s warning Damien nodded his head with a smile, if that old man did try something he was in for a cold reality. After walking for another fifteen minutes or so Damien could now see some giant walls coming into view these were the walls of the Unania tribe home as the chieftain of their tribe had demanded the battle be held at theirs leaving no room for discussion on the matter showing that Aponi’s previous words were true and that the chieftain had some backup plan up his sleeve.

  Upon arriving in front of the giant wooden walls Damien could see many members of the tribe upon its walls looking down at them with looks of disdain and disgust. Suddenly one of such people leaped off the wall and dropped down directly in front of Aponi.

  Looking her up and down the man began to develop a lustful look causing everyone behind her to adopt looks of anger. “Are you ready to become my wife?” the man said with a mocking smile.

  Aponi kept a graceful smile on her face surprising Damien who believed she would get angry at the man's words. “Ahanu please refrain from making such statements until after the results of the battle.” Without waiting for the man's response Aponi made her way inside followed by Damien and the members of her tribe Damien gave the man a funny look upon seeing his reaction to Aponi’s attitude.

  ‘I am going to crush whatever is giving you hope of retaining your freedom and show you that you were never in control of your life.’ Ahanu thought with a look of rage.

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  Making their way inside the walls Damien began to look around with interest on his face, unlike the Cutanaia tribe the Unanaia tribe was not only larger but seemed to be much better off which should not have come as a surprise since Aponi had told him that they were one of the weakest tribes around.

  While looking around at his surroundings Damien’s eyes suddenly fell upon what he assumed was the arena he was to fight in, if Damien had to explain the way it looked it was similar to what sumo wrestlers would fight in from before the system.

  Glancing over at Aponi her calm look had been replaced with one of slight worry, “What the matter? You don’t think I will lose to him do you?” Damien asked slightly teasing her.

  “No… Like I said before his son is of no consequence and is only slightly stronger than myself but the chieftain however is an old cunning bastard who will do everything to win, I know I already told you but ever since arriving I’ve had this bad feeling in my gut.”

  “Look just chill out alright? No matter what that old coot is planning It really won’t matter I did not tell you this earlier but I am one of the strongest on the currently and if things get bad I have an ability that will make it impossible for them to win.”

  Surprise appeared on Aponi’s face for a slight moment before swiftly disappearing as even though Damien said he was one of the strongest hearing him say he is versus seeing proof are two completely different things, however, she did believe that Damien would be able to win she just hoped that whatever the Unania chieftain is preparing won't be able to harm him.

  While they had been chatting the members of the Unania tribe had gathered around the arena and currently, they were only waiting for the chieftain himself to arrive so that they could start the event. Which did not take long as after another few minutes of waiting a gigantic man could be seen making his way out of the head tent.

  Each step the man took caused loud thumps, making his way over the arena each member of the tribe he passed fell onto one knee saying “Chieftain” in what Damien believed was them paying their respects.

  Looking the man up and down Damien had to say he was a bit impressed, while the man was not as strong as him or Ela he was certainly one of the strongest on the planet Damien had seen so far.

  Taking a seat the gigantic man began to speak his voice booming out, “Today we gather for a monumental event, the day that two tribes could unite and combine their powers into one. Should my son win today's event and prove his worth the chieftain of the Cutania tribe has agreed to take his hand in marriage and unite our tribes as one!”

  Various shouts and clapping could be heard immediately after the man's words finished showing their support and glee, however, all of the members of the Cutania tribe knew that this was but a front and that should they truly “combine” as the chieftain said things would not go well for them.

  “Alright quite down, quite down, now I ask the Cutania tribe. Have the person who will be fighting for your hand come onto the stage.” many of them turned their heads in Damien’s direction who just smiled lightly before standing up and vanishing from sight and reappearing on stage.

  Everyone's eyes immediately fell upon him many scrutinizing him from head to toe trying to see if he was worthy of even participating in this fight, “What is your name young warrior?” asked the chieftain of the Unania tribe.

  “My name is Akikta,” Damien said giving the chieftain a bow of respect.