Chapter 33: 32: An Old Horse Eats Young Grass

As night fell, the centaur tribe’s camp came alive with excitement.

The blazing campfire in the center of the camp ignited the passion of these centaurs, who were always in a combat state. Many female centaurs leaped around the campfire like mountain deer, their nimble bodies performing a dance of untamed wildness woven differently than humans, their round and full bodies attracting the male centaurs.

The male centaurs displayed their robust bodies without holding back. Some beat their strong chest muscles and danced with the female centaurs they fancied, while others picked up their battle lances, striking sturdy shields, and danced a war dance around the female centaurs.