A Wolf Tribe warrior was trapped by the Cage Vine, and when the other two heard the noise, they first looked around and found no one from the Vine Tribe, so they hurried over to rescue him.
One of them used a Stone Knife to hack away for a while but found that the vine was hardly damaged. His expression finally changed.
"Damn it, what kind of vine is this, it's so tough."
The Jackal Tribe had migrated from the Western Wilderness and had never heard of the terrifying plant known as Cage Vine.
"Help me... help me..."
The Wolf Tribe warrior trapped in the Cage Vine weakly called for help, collapsing to the ground with blurred consciousness but still possessing an instinct to survive.
"We can't cut it down. If we had a torch, we might try burning it."
The two rescuing warriors were very discouraged, especially since they were near the Vine Tribe, making them nervous and afraid of attracting Vine Tribe people.
"You want a torch? We have one!"
