The streets of New Lycania were soon packed with people trying to know what was happening there. The ever-growing crowd of people around them made it increasingly difficult to maintain privacy.
In the shock of sensing the long-forgotten Precursor's Aura, Vulcan didn't consider their location and spoke whatever came to his mind.
Flintmace leaned closer to Vulcan and spoke in a hushed tone, "I don't think this is the right place to talk about that, Vulcan."
"Right," Vulcan nodded, noticing the influx of people around them. "Let's change locations before I say something I shouldn't. Besides, the kid needs to get used to his new body, and we might as well assist him while we can."
Saying so, the two headed towards the arena, gesturing for Ashton to follow, and he did so without wasting any time. Ashton picked up on their intentions and fell in step behind his masters as they began to navigate through the crowd.
