Meanwhile, In a quiet corner of the bustling ant city, away from the vibrant festivities, Genreia, the green dragon princess, had gathered a small group of companions—Zara, Mara, Luna, and Leona. As they settled into their surroundings, seated at a small table close to a food stand, Genreia leaned in, her emerald eyes glinting with curiosity.
"Tell me,," she began, her voice melodic, "what do you know about your liege?"
Zara, her features illuminated by the soft glow of lanterns nearby, spoke first, her gestures graceful yet purposeful. "Well, he's quite skilled in combat," she offered, her expression thoughtful. "I know of his amazing prowess on the battlefield."
Mara, her eyes bright with excitement, chimed in eagerly. "Yes, and he possesses incredible magic abilities," she added, her hands gesturing animatedly as she spoke. "He's the one that gave all of us the magical skills we use."