"This presence just appeared, and my senses are never wrong," Zhar'khaen said seriously. Though he usually joked around, he wouldn't make light of something this significant.
"Then it must have come to Silent Echo Valley from the outside," Gor'kan said. Knowing Zhar'khaen wouldn't make such an ill-considered statement, he already believed him by seventy percent. The remaining thirty percent was due to Zhar'khaen's innate sensitivity to their kind, a gift that had helped them evade capture by humans and devils multiple times.
Zhar'khaen, not wanting his companions to take risks, asked worriedly, "Could this be a trap set by the humans or devils?"
Gor'kan shook his head. "The sensing of bloodlines cannot be wrong. It must be real. What's unclear is why this adult Pixiu has entered Silent Echo Valley at this particular time."
"Could it have sensed what's happening here?" Zhar'khaen wondered aloud.
