For the remaining hundred or so Merfolk, even if they heard Yaya's words, not all of them chose to comply.
Most were scared out of their wits and, while they still had the energy, scattered to escape in all directions.
Only thirty or forty Merfolk, a bit wiser, clenched their teeth and desperately swam toward the lakeside where Yaya was staying.
These Merfolk varied in size, but none of that mattered much to Yaya.
Her intelligence was slowly awakening due to her bloodline, and Matthew's verbal and behavioral teachings provided her with the process to slowly grow and understand.
Consequently, her thinking was more rational, not wholly influenced by the emotions native to a True Dragon.
However, the influence of the bloodline power and those inherited memories, before Yaya had fully digested them, left traces more or less.
Towards these Merfolk, who seemed no more significant than ants and as wild as beasts, she felt little.
