"Mayor Steven, how about letting me have a look at the damaged formations on the walls?" Ken suggested. He knew they were damaged by the tide, and he was wondering if the plan was to just let it be.
"Are you perhaps a formation master as well? It's being repaired now by our formation masters, but as those formations are sixth-rank, they are barely able to mend some of the damage."
"I am indeed a formation master, I'm quite good at it. Let me have a look, maybe I can help," Ken answered the man.
"Of course. Myra!"
A woman approached them, and Ken recognized her as one of the division captains, one of the only five fifth-stage cultivators of the city.
"Yes, Sir."
