"Master, my raven sensed multiple active energy signatures around the area. I'm afraid there are many wizards who are coming via plane passageways."
The speaker was a woman in a luxurious long dress and a black pearled veil. Lady Payne.
"The more the merrier! Right, Snuffle?" Summerdew giggled at her basket monster. The monster named "Snuffle" opened its fanged mouth and snored loudly to respond to the question of its master.
Lady Payne covered her mouth with her fan and grinned.
More competitors didn't matter now, as Summerdew Ridge had enough members hidden somewhere nearby. Even Song of the Deep, one of the top-ten wizard organizations in the south, knew what was good for them and backed away.
As they chatted, the Leviathan's madness had reached the climax.
