The Twelve Scions
Lars was too hungry to hear any explanations anyway, considering he barely talked and just focused on gorging his creamy potato salad, caprese sandwiches, onion and beef empanadas, and gulped them down with fresh orange juice.
Eventually, the group came into a lull as they were full of good meals. The wind softly passed by, brushing against the foliage and carrying fresh smell of the forest. Lars leaned against the pillar and was about to close his eyes again, craving for more sleep. However, his crave for answers was much greater.
"So... now can you start explaining?"
Vayu blinked rapidly for a while. "Ah, yes, right. We're part of the Twelve Scions. We protect this lovely island from being
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