Western Wilderness, by a small river.
"Huff... Huff... Huff..."
Huo Meng sat on the ground, panting heavily, with two wounds on his body still bleeding.
On the ground, dozens of corpses lay scattered, their blood staining the dry soil.
"Leader, take off the Beast Hide Clothing, I'll treat your wounds."
The Witch of the Frog Tribe crouched beside Huo Meng, helping him to remove his Beast Hide Clothing, then sprinkled some gray medicinal powder on the wounds.
"Hiss..."
The powder touching the wounds caused brief intense pain, making Huo Meng clench his fists and inhale sharply.
"Bear with it, it'll be over soon."
After pouring the powder, the Witch of the Frog Tribe wrapped his wounds with a type of peeled soft bark to stop the bleeding.
The powder was very effective, and Huo Meng's body was strong, so the bleeding soon stopped.
Huo Meng looked towards the riverbank, where the limbs of a black giant frog lay stiff.
