After two more hours, Cid and his troops were finally given permission to dock.
"This town better watch out. If they knew who my brother is, they would prostrate before my feet," Cid continued to grumble under his breath as they climbed down from the ship to dry lands.
Silphie didn't mind him as she observed the town. She felt the gazes of the townsfolk were different, like one wrong move and they would put arms and attack them.
What's going on here? Silphie asked herself. She thought the townsfolk were under the tyranny of the sea-dwellers, but their gazes, sharp and hostile, didn't feel like they were oppressed.
Besides, Silphie shifted her gaze left and right. She hadn't seen any sea-dwellers around. I wonder what happened here?
"Hello there, my name is Druger, the lord of this town," Druger introduced, approaching the newly arrived party.
