Ever since that fateful day, the Water Snake King led a terrible life; he was critically wounded by a monster of immense proportions, forcing him to flee to the depths of the ocean for survival. Luckily, the creature didn't seem intent on chasing him, so he had managed to escape with his life, but never did he forget that creature, or rather, the very faces of those humans who caused it to meet that fate.
As such, ever since that day, he had retreated back to its native tribe, allying with its brothers to face any dangers with a confident and unbridled manner.
After scouring the oceans for weeks, hoping to find those pests, he had all but given up hope, focusing his attention on the mysterious tree that popped up on the central continent. However, never did he imagine that while traveling on the route, he would encounter them here.
