
"Hey, you don't know what I'm doing. You've got no idea." K'ile snapped at the man, glaring. He had no reason to be in a hurry. "The tribe is dying, and I'm going to do something about that. You think Azeyma's going to help us? She guided us out of the desert into land owned by Ul'dahns. Turns out her fire isn't very strong. Do you see the Amal'jaa abandoning the Sagolii? They're conquering it. Ifrit doesn't care if his followers are Amal'jaa or Miqo'te. Just that they're strong, and the tribe is stronger than any of these beastmen."
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