It seems William and the world where the Moon Clan resides have communicated, and the world of the Undead Tribe is clearly unconcerned about the meeting of the two sides.
This means they are confident enough that neither side will have suspicions, and the Undead Tribe's world has even provided a perfect excuse... although the web William weaves is tight enough, its foundation must be built upon the clues provided from over there.
This is good, as Hill throws aside that bit of concern and starts observing the Undead Tribe below.
Hmm?
What are they doing?
Oh, dividing this fan-shaped camp evenly, then drawing rows of fan ribs... this is a forty-rib fan!
The largest ribs on either side are occupied by the Big Bone Demon Sect and the Black Rose, then it seems they begin to distribute inside according to the closeness and combat power.
