Life in the G'ak'arkan Tribe was quite simple.

One ate, slept, and fought.

This was their daily cycle and everything else in their lives revolved around it. Each day they would prepare the entire day to engage in some physical conflict with another Martial Tribe that also occupied Vilun Island, or they themselves would find themselves to be the target of some attack or assault of another Martial Tribe.

The G'ak'arkan Tribe were mountain folk, although the Vilun mountain was not too large, it was the sole mountain on the island and the G'ak'arkan Tribe occupied it. The mountain gave them a natural advantage as they could leverage their long-range specialty the best with the natural inclination that the terrain gave them.

The conflicts between the Martial Tribes of the island were straightforward and head-on. They did not ever seem to engage in asymmetric warfare and covert operations that could turn the tables in their favor, for some reason. The outcomes of conflicts were largely contingent on the quantity and quality of warriors involved. An overwhelming proportion of the conflicts that occurred on the island were limited to human-level and Apprentice-level spats.

A smaller proportion of conflicts involved the Martial Squires that fought independently, for their destructive power was too strong to be fighting between humans. None of the Martial Tribes of Vilun Island wanted their own Martial Squires accidentally massacring their own people inadvertently in the middle of fighting against Martial Squires. This was a universally undesirable outcome, thus across time, an unwritten agreement had naturally formed between all of the Martial tribes of the island.

Conflicts need to be segregated by Realm.

Every day, human-level clashes would spark between different Martial Tribes, and Martial Apprentices would frequently also get into fights with the Martial Apprentices of other tribes.

The deployment of Martial Squires was much more special and was reserved for targeted moments. These conflicts were much more destructive and every Martial tribe needed to be careful with where and when these Martial Artists fought.

most destructive fights in Vilun Island were between the leaders of

everybody else, that the rest may as well have been no different from insects. These warriors did not pick fights frivolously, even if there was an opportunity for a Martial Senior to wipe

Martial Seniors, the entire island would

powerful warriors of the island, even separating one's self from the battlefield of these mighty warriors

they did fight would leave scars on the island that sometimes never

the pinnacle

the life of the

monotony of head-on and straightforward physical conflict that all participating tribes had grown not only intimately familiar with but also comfortable with. It was all they had known, and all they would know; eternal

Or so they thought.

was one of the most shocking events to have ever happened on the

lumbered aboard water towards the island. Not a single Martial tribe on the island had missed the arrival of the original ship of the Kandrian Empire and the Martial Union that first discovered Vilun Island. Their innate fears had largely been dispelled when they saw that even

aliens packing where they came from, but not before a lot

of a threat, it

away entirely in a shameful display of cowardice, the aliens returned. This time, they smiled, offered gifts that the Martial tribes appreciated, and even attempted to hold dialogue, as difficult as that was initially. They went all out in pleasing the Martial tribes and making friends

of the Martial tribe, this was a sign of weakness

of tribe befriended the

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