Since the reformation of the Well-Bottom Brigade's operational system, although two-thirds of the Gnolls still needed to eat in the open-air canteen every day, the meal times were staggered, allowing only three to four hundred to dine at a time. The scene, although substantial, was incomparable to the near one thousand five hundred Blackwell Gnolls gathering together.
The setting sun still hung on the hillside, and Blackwell Plaza was filled with a cacophony of barking and howling, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
The news spread quickly, and the Gnolls on the plaza were all aware of the Dragon Seeking Event, their words and expressions barely concealing their excitement.
The worship of dragons was etched into their very bones.
Dragon Seeking Meditation was a legend known to every Gnoll.
To find their own True Dragon and unleash their Dragon Abilities was the dream of every Gnoll.
No one had thought the day would come when this dream would be so close at hand.
