"My metal vessel is without flaws of the monkeigh where age and disease will end their pitiful life. They are more similar to you rather than me."
The two insulted each other back and forth.
But what Aldred heard was the two of them mocking and degrading the human race.
"Emmm, shouldn't we get mad?" Salamander looked at the others.
At this point, the humans were used to be insulted as the lesser race, monkeigh, greedy pigs, etc.
After a few minutes, the both of them finally stopped.
"I think we'll get along just fine."
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In the heart of Nexus Rings, within the magnificent central hub known as the Unity Spire, Ringmaster Zarael sat in her meticulously arranged office.
The room emanated a tranquil ambiance, adorned with holographic displays showcasing the delicate rotations of the atmospheric ring and the diverse life flourishing within the colossal celestial entity.