Meanwhile, in a camp in the middle of the most troubled area of the Three Great Lakes Region, Lothur's father's group was hanging around in what they usually called their headquarters.
But from one hour to the next, the leader of that group looked to the west and frowned, making an ugly expression and drawing the attention of all his subordinates.
"Chief, what is it? Did something happen? Any trouble on the way?"
Several people in the surrounding area asked, all on alert due to this change in expressions of their leader, who normally did not show his emotions on his face.
"Something has happened to Lothur. He has managed to overcome all the seals on his body and soul and is now exposing his bloodline power as much as he can!" He said in a somber tone.
"What?"
"How is that possible?"
"If that is the case, I fear that a calamity is close to happening to him."
The people closest to Daemon commented as they sensed that times were about to change.
