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Noah was aware that the Crystal City was looking for him, but he didn't predict that it had informants among the prideful magical beasts. He felt safe among those creatures since they rarely listened to humans in his experience.

Wilfred soon left and carried the giant land away from their sight. Jordan only wanted Noah to see the power of the Legion in that meeting. After all, that leader was one of the strongest hybrids in its ranks.

The group didn't take much to decide their new destination. A few centuries had already passed since the beginning of the invasion, and they would spend more time traveling. They felt almost sure that visiting the Land of the Fallen was better than continuing their random exploration of those regions.

Noah and the others turned back. They had flown away from the human domain until that point, but their new destination was near the old border. There was still much to explore of the magical beasts' territory, but those lands would have to wait.