The 4 dragons finally gave up after a short attempt to break free. None of them could make Lind's conjured arms even flinch which should have been drastically weaker than his physical limbs.
It spoke volumes for how powerful Lind was and at least half the group looked regretful.
Ilyria noticed a few derisive glances at her before a flex of the emerald limb holding them made them look away.
She had actually been greeted with deep respect at the Temple of Souls. Why was the Temple of Fire going out of their way to antagonize them?
Lind seemed to start cultivating without losing control of his limbs. She joined him and the day began to slowly pass.
While it looked like he was just cultivating, Lind was trying to gather intelligence.
[Seniors, do you know why a True Lord, candidate or otherwise, would be greeted this way?] No dragon had stopped him on the way but neither had they reacted subserviently.
