"What do you think he'll choose?"
In the canyon at the center of the Shadow Forest on Purgatory Island, Tian Ci looked at Soron's towering figure and asked.
Beside him, Shuai Diao Zha said casually:
"It depends on his audacity."
"After all, the Dragon Race was almost wiped out by those Half-Beastmen."
"And besides."
"When they return to the Rafam Continent, those Half-Beastmen will have to abandon the superiority they had on Purgatory Island and live in hiding."
"Not everyone has the courage to face such a stark contrast."
Looking at the grim dragons around the valley, Shuai Diao Zha lamented:
"Moreover, it's uncertain if the Dragon Race will forgive them."
"Even with our leader Feng mediating, their coming days may not be easy."
Because of Lin Yi and his group's arrival.
The power dynamics on Purgatory Island have undergone a shocking reversal.
The hope Soron and his ancestors awaited for thousands of years came with such an unbearable reality.
