RUBY

The next day, the main warriors of the tribe, including Lyra, were a bit nervous because the community's problems were increasing sharply. They were facing a crisis that was affecting everyone's well-being, so they couldn't afford to continue ignoring it.

"Well, let's take stock of what we need right now," Lyra said to the other warriors.

The warriors were in the middle of the village, which could be called the central square, but since the tribe was not very large, they could see almost all the houses there. That's why they decided to make important decisions in that place.

"Well, there aren't many houses, but we have our own water supply. That's something good," said the village sage in a friendly and optimistic tone.

When he said that, the mill structure that made the water flow to the tribe collapsed inconveniently, making it impossible to have any more water flow, which further increased the problem.

"Oh... I didn't expect that. Now we don't have water," the sage said, laughing n