Cheesy

Soon, the three of them were near a pier at the edge of the Elvin Island. Tens of massive ships spread along the coast, filled to the brim with young elves.

Dyon's features noticeably saddened when he noticed older elves as well. He couldn't help but think of Little Lyla and her parents.

Dyon sighed. 'The young see this as a way to prove themselves… The old see this as a way to survive…'

However, it seemed Dyon was oblivious to the effect his arrival had on everyone around him. They had all witnessed or heard of the boy who saved their kingdom from ruin. But, he was different now… Maybe he seemed more human when he wore sweat pants… But, now? Especially beside their princess and a warrior whose blood lust made them shiver? His presence was otherworldly.

"Arios," Dyon called, "how did it go?"