Village Head's Debauchery

1281 Ember Caverns, Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast

"I promise we will do our best to keep this information a secret. Even if it is revealed in the end, we will do our best to convince the others in the Floating Frost Valley that you are not related to the calamity we experienced thousands of years ago."

The other White Winged Gryphons swiftly nodded in agreement with ly'yra's words.

"Okay," Orion nodded.

Iy'yra sighed in relief inwardly. Although she had been honest, she knew that it meant nothing for Orion and his group. So what if they chose to reveal this information themselves? That the group currently helping them reclaim their territory possessed a similar unique ability to the individuals who were said to be the cause of their misfortune in the first place?

Wouldn't that be like intentionally making Orion and his group their enemies, pushing them to unite with the Celestial Spirit Court since they now had a common foe?

Even without the Celestial Spirit Court's aid, Orion's group could reenact the same destruction as the calamity that descended on them thousands of years ago, and they wouldn't be able to stop it. Wouldn't it be foolish to make enemies of such an overwhelming force while they were in a dire situation?

Besides, the group hadn't done anything to be branded as enemies, so it was useless to think too far ahead.

Iy'yra and the rest of the White Winged Gryphons swiftly soared in a particular direction.

.....

They arrived at their destination swiftly.

An immense active volcano stood in a part of the Floating Frost Valley. Streams of lava spilt from the peak down to the base, forming a pool of magma around it. Surrounding the volcano were countless vents of varying sizes, shooting out hot water vapours at irregular intervals.