Chapter 106: Durka of DuhaiChief Durka of the Duhai tribe commands an imposing presence, standing tall at approximately six feet—a towering figure who surpasses the average height of the Marynku men in the region.

    His impressive stature immediately captures the attention and respect of those who stand in his presence.

    With a mane of lustrous blonde hair cascading down his shoulders, Chief Durka’s appearance is enhanced by a unique hairstyle known as an elflock.

    This distinct feature sets him apart, further accentuating his individuality amidst the vast Steppe landscape.

    His piercing blue eyes, sharp and penetrating, reflect a resolute determination that has propelled him to his esteemed position of leadership.

    When preparing for battle, Chief Durka dons a suit of war armor that gleams in the sunlight

    This armor, meticulously crafted and adorned with intricate details is kind of like a symbol of him

    In his hands, Chief Durka wields a formidable halberd—a weapon of choice that demonstrates his mastery of both agility and power.

    With each swing and strike, his skilled movements showcase his prowess as a warrior.

    Despite being in the middle of his years, Chief Durka body exudes an undeniable strength and vitality.

    His well-defined muscles ripple beneath his armor, shows that this a man accustomed to hard work and his scars shows that he is a man that is battle tested, a veteran in battle

    When Chief Durka strides, his steps reverberate with a commanding force that resonates with the earth itself.

    The ground trembles beneath him, echoing the power that lies within.

    This characteristic feature only amplifies the aura of dominance and authority that surrounds him, instilling both admiration and a healthy fear among friend and foe alike.

    Chief Durka martial prowess is legendary within the Duhai tribe and beyond.

    His combat skills have been honed through countless battles and encounters, allowing him to effortlessly surpass and subdue opponents who may possess the vigour and vitality of youth.

    He is a leader who commands respect, embodying the title bestowed upon him—Durka the Berserker—a name that strikes fear into the hearts of those who stand against him.

    Duhai tribe is a small tribe but there is a reason why it could eke an existence among the old established tribe like Chagai.

    Despite being a small tribe, the Duhai tribe possesses an indomitable spirit and a fierce determination to defend their lands.

    Their resilience has been forged through numerous trials, including a confrontation with the Kanun tribe.

    When the Kanun tribe sought to encroach upon the lands of the Duhai, Chief Durka swiftly rallied his forces.

    he mounted his horse and led a charge against the invaders.

    Like a tempest unleashed upon the Steppe, Durka fearlessly carved his way through two hundred enemy warriors, his blade cutting a path of destruction through their ranks.

    In the heat of battle, Durka that is where one could see a warrior true mettle. And the day the Kanun tribe finally knows who they are fighting against

    Not only Durka is a great and powerful warrior, he is also someone who could use strategy wisely, knowing when to attack and retreat, when to push and when to loosen

    His strength and strategic prowess shone brightly.

    he engaged in a duel with the commander of the Kanun conquest force

    Their clash was a spectacle of skill and bravery, watched by both friend and foe. In a display of unmatched valour, Durka emerged triumphant, severing the head of his opponent with a single decisive strike.

    News of the defeat spread swiftly among the Kanun tribe, leaving a lasting impression of the Duhai tribe’s indomitable spirit and the legendary prowess of Chief Durka.

    The failed conquest attempt served as a stark reminder to neighbouring tribes that the Duhai tribe would not yield their lands without a fight, bolstering their reputation as a force to be reckoned with.

    In the aftermath of this resounding victory, tales of Chief Durka heroic exploits reverberated across the area of the region.

    Aeryon might not heard him but his father surely did.

    His name became synonymous with bravery and audacity, inspiring awe and admiration among his own people and instilling fear in the hearts of those who dared challenge the Duhai tribe.

    Over the years, Chief Durka continued to lead his tribe with unwavering courage and determination.

    Countless skirmishes and battles were fought, and each time, Durka strategic brilliance and personal bravery became the stuff of legends.

    His leadership and martial prowess emboldened the Duhai warriors, infusing them with a steadfast belief in their ability to repel any threat that came their way.

    Right now, Durka is now in his tent. He has many sons but only two wives. He is closing his eyes thinking of something

    Right now, there are many people surrounding him

    There are his sons, his elders, his relatives, close friends and his sworn brothers

    They all have a solemn expression an expression that Durka also have.

    Durka tapped his finger on the small table in front of him. He is sitting cross legged around that table and he tapped his finger like he wanted to calm himself down. Then he opens his eyes

    "Aeryon" he muttered.

    He had heard everything about this young chief of the Brolgadhr tribe.

    The news arrive a little bit late, a week after the defeat of the Xewa and Ghar tribe and he got it from the merchants. but he never expected that Aeryon would have now launched a conquest toward his tribe. And this is not something that made him feel confident to go up against

    Durka sighed.

    Durka mind races as he contemplates the impending threat posed by Aeryon and his Brolgadhr tribe. Sёar?h the n??el Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    The tales of Aeryon conquests and the subjugation of neighbouring tribes have reached his ears, leaving him with a deep sense of concern and uncertainty.

    As he gazes at the faces of those gathered around him, he sees the same worry reflected in their eyes.

    Durka recalls the days of his youth, the battles he fought, and the sacrifices he made to ensure the prosperity and security of his people

    Yet, the challenge presented by Aeryon and the Brolgadhr tribe is unlike anything Durka has faced before. Their numerical superiority and the reputation of their young chief cast a shadow of doubt upon the outcome of a potential confrontation.

    In his heart, Durka yearns for a peaceful resolution, a means to safeguard his people without shedding unnecessary blood.

    He ponders the possibility of negotiation, seeking a way to secure the safety and autonomy of the Duhai tribe while preserving their proud heritage.

    No" he thought to himself

    "Young and ambitious" this is his image of the young chief of the Brolgadhr

    Durka is well aware of the realities of the Steppe, where alliances can be fragile and power shifts like the shifting sands.

    He knows that diplomacy may not be enough to deter the ambitions of Aeryon and his desire

    "A man like that would desire the world" he thought to himself. Durka is not just a pure warrior. As he grows older, he also grows wiser.

    With a heavy sigh, Durka realizes that he must steel himself for the challenges that lie ahead.

    His mind races with thoughts of strategy, seeking ways to protect his people and preserve the Duhai tribe.

    As he open his eyes he looks around

    the solemn expressions around him remain, but an air of determination begins to fill the tent.

    The path ahead is uncertain, and the future of the Duhai tribe hangs in the balance.

    But Durka is not one to shy away from adversity.

    He will stand tall, his halberd in hand, ready to face whatever challenges come their way, and to protect the people and the tribe that he holds dear.

    "But this time is it enough?" he thought to himself.

    Durka mind is filled with a mixture of concern and uncertainty as he contemplates the overwhelming challenge posed by the Brolgadhr tribe.

    The sheer numbers of Aeryon warriors, coupled with the renowned strength of Belarion, present a formidable force that threatens to overpower the Duhai tribe.

    As he reflects on his past victory over the Kanun tribe, Durka recognizes the differences in the current situation.

    The Kanun tribe was comparable in size and strength to his own, allowing him to secure a decisive triumph.

    However, the Brolgadhr tribe’s numerical superiority and the reputations of Aeryon and Belarion create a stark contrast.

    This is different from Kanun tribe attacking him. The Kanun tribe is as small as a tribe as him. They did not have the numbers to intimidate him.

    But the Brolgadhr do have the numbers.

    And the number of men they have is overwhelming

    And even if he manages to defeat those overwhelming numbers, there is still Belarion and Aeryon. Belarion is known to some as the strongman, a young hero in the Brolgadhr tribe that is born with innate strength

    And then there is Aeryon. That person is also not someone that should be underestimated, decimating hundreds of Xewa and Ghar tribe warriors like they were nothing.

    At least that is what the rumours said.

    And there is another reason. When he defeated Kanun tribe at that time, he was younger. Now, he could be considered old.

    Durka acknowledges that his age and experience, while valuable assets, may not be enough to overcome the overwhelming odds stacked against him.

    He understands the risks of engaging in a battle where his tribe’s survival hangs in the balance.

    The potential loss of his warriors and the devastation it would bring to his people weighs heavily on his heart.

    Though Durka possesses exceptional physical strength and skill, he knows that facing thousands of battle-hardened veterans alone would prove insurmountable.

    He envisions a grim scenario in which his tribe members are easily slaughtered, leaving him standing as the last defense against the Brolgadhr onslaught.

    And that is not something that he wanted to see.

    "This is terrible" he thought.

    Durka never fathomed that he would bear witness to the imposing warriors of the Brolgadhr tribe encroaching upon his territory.