"There's no such thing as safety."
King Laggarma said.
"I'd thought of everything. A vast underground city, heavily fortified with walls and magic, protected by the dwarves—my physical body could not have been safer while I traveled the Astral Sea. I was arrogant and left my spirit vulnerable."
"That's why you rule Myria."
Chang Chang said and continued after a pause.
"Why you dwell among the dwarves when you'd rather be soaring through the skies. They protected you, and in return you guided the city and shared your wisdom with the dwarves."
"I failed them."
King Laggarma said, glancing at Chang Chang.
"I was gone too long, and what came back from the Astral Sea … it's an empty shell."
"That's not true. You can still lead your people. They need you now more than ever."
"I see yaomo faces in my dreams. They strike at my body and reopen old wounds. I have to protect my city from them, from Gallazza."
