Four members of the Sea Race, unidentifiable in their race, treading on a pathway made up of round pebbles, walked towards the massive boulder in the distance. Not far ahead of them were two patrol squads moving away from the boulder towards a corner. The Sea Race members displayed no emotions, their movements had a peculiar stiffness, yet their patrolling was diligent as if they would not let any enemy slip through their fingers. Within their line of sight, there were no signs of intelligent beings, everything seemed normal as before. They continued walking until they reached the boulder before making a thorough examination, then they turned around and began their return journey away from it. Behind the Sea Race members, the two patrol squads turned a corner, disappearing from sight.