Everyone cautiously surrounded the siren general. The latter looked weak and like the mermaid princess in the fairy tale, it was hard to imagine she was the one who had caused the storm just now. The remaining turbulence in the air still reminded them the danger of this siren. There was still a gleam of golden light in the eyes of Lily; she appeared guarded as she bowed slightly. "Would she wake up suddenly and beat everyone up?"
"She's already exhausted. Even if she goes crazy again, not much damage she could do," said Shaqira, checking the status of the siren general. "She has scents of many places in the deep sea, as if she had wandered over a long distance before she made it here. The Shrouded Isle is still a thousand nautical miles from here."
Nangong Sanba appeared a little shaken. "The sirens could be so brutal when they go mad; I thought they were all peaceful all this while."
