In this desertic area, heated by the sun all day with nothing but rocks, pebbles, and sand stretching toward the horizon, a new sight materialized a distance away.
Under the sunlight, in the hazy smoke of the heat, hills were standing in the direction the two clans traveled to. After their duel, and since these two groups were heading to the same mountain, they naturally took the road together.
Even if the relationship between these two clans should be a bit complicated at least, Rohan rapidly found out it wasn't the case at all. Although they were far from being friendly to each other, they both showed cordial manners.
It was as if the death of their clan member wasn't the fault of the Blackwolf clan, that it was simply a fatality no one could protect against. The result was thus the absence of tension between everyone, and the carts of the two clans mixed in a sole group, going to the south.