The sight of his dead family members didn't fill him with dread such that he became silent. It reminded him that he is in a precarious situation. He is related to the traitorous pack leader so he is one of the targets to be hunted and killed. His current escorts might become his attackers soon. The chances of that happening increase the closer they get to the pack.
They approached the gate where there are two Warrogs standing guard. He noticed a tall white segmented pillar inside the valley. It is so large that it can be seen from outside the walls. It is taller than the walls and it got taller the closer he got to the gate. The pillar has many things written on it. They are written with blood. They are indistinguishable words written on it and drawn figures but they are all red against the white pillar.
"Who is this?" One of the guards at the gate asked them when they got close enough.
This guard is a female Beta. She recognizes the other two accompanying him by looks and scent so she was asking about Legion-6. She asked in their local language. The two Betas who accompanied him explained the situation to them in their local language.
Legion-6 didn't get anything from their conversation but he didn't interrupt. He waited calmly, listened attentively to the environment, and watched their body language. They spoke for a short while before they were allowed to gain access to the valley.
They informed him after they entered the valley. "There is a burial ceremony going on. The pack leader will be there. So we are going to the burial ceremony. You should be solemn when we get there. You know how important burials are."
He nodded in agreement as he observed the valley. There is a worn path that leads from the gate to the base of the mountain. The path also ascends the mountain and leads all the way to the top. The worn path is the main road. There are other paths that branch away from it.
The two mountains on the side have been dug out to create several caves and caverns. Wood and stone are then used to construct external sheds and other structures attached to the caves. These are the living conditions of the Warrogs.
The two Betas led him across the main path towards the white tall pillar. The pillar is at the foot of the mountain and there is a large group of Warrogs surrounding the pillar. The crowd is formed of Warrogs of all ages and sizes. They are all scantily clad. The only piece of clothing on them is the occasional leather skirt. He didn't look at anything much once he laid his eyes on the pack leader.
"Wow." He said.
"Right?" One of the Betas grinned at him and asked.
He admitted readily. "Yeah. Your pack leader looks very strong."
He is not surprised by what he saw but it is an exceptional sight nonetheless. The three of them are still far away from the crowd but he can already see the park leader. The titan of a Warrog is easily twice as tall as the Warrogs around it. The pack leader literally stands out of the crowd.
He expects the pack leader to be much stronger and he has even seen bigger Warrogs but the difference in their size made him fully understand and appreciate how tall the pack leader is. He reaches the park leader's knees in his current state. That difference is not for show.
Not only is the pack leader tall, but he is also full of too much mana. That much Mana in his body should make him explode. It should at least make it very difficult for the park leader to not grimace in pain with every movement. But he didn't explode because the Mana is tightly bonded to his existence through spiritual threads.
From what he can feel, the current amount of Mana within the pack leader is not his limit. It is about half of his capacity. That's why Mana is currently funneling into the pack leader furiously. So instead of feeling pain, the park leader is still growing stronger and his feeling refreshed. This process of strengthening is happening as Legion-6 watched.
"This park leader must be consolidating his newfound strength after annexing a tribe." He thought to himself. "It is impressive to see. I am in big trouble though."
He was a Sovereign of law when he first saw the Warrogs. Back then, he was mildly afraid of them. They were stronger and taller than him so he feared them. But he could escape if he remained careful. And even though they could pummel him back then, they couldn't kill him easily. Gehaldirah's concept made it very difficult for him to be killed.
That is not the situation here. He is very weak in a situation where violence is very easy to come across. He won't have a say if this goes wrong and violence is visited upon him. It is a dangerous situation to be in since he is very killable. But he has no choice in the matter. He has to continue pretending and hope that his cover holds up. It is the fate of the weak.
He got to see more of the pack leader the closer they got to the assembly. The pack leader has mostly brown shaggy fur. There is also a sort of mane around the head and neck of the Warrog. It is his hair. He has a lot of hair. It is so long that it extends across his spine, and ends in his tail.
The growth of the pack leader's hair is not restricted to his scalp. It grows on his head, neck, and back before finishing on the tail. He also has a set of impressive curved brown horns. One of them is chipped at the tip but that does nothing to reduce how intimidating he looks.