"I have some speculations," said Prince Mureya, eyes narrowing slightly. The Lockman Kingdom was now teeming with emerging geniuses amidst increasing disasters. Although his arrival had turned these disasters into non-issues, the series of events was still suspiciously abnormal when pieced together.
The arrival of the Wind King Hawk hinted at a looming significant event. The six giant beasts vaguely represented the World Will, and their descendants were the extensions of this will.
"Shall we go in for a visit?"
"Let's go in and take a look."
"If this Wind King Hawk is unwilling to communicate with us, we will retreat. Don't engage in any conflict with it and draw trouble."
"Understood."
Neither Prince Mureya nor the seven Ancient Dragons intended to fight the Wind King Hawk. They simply planned to ask: "Why have you trespassed on my territory? What is your purpose?"
