Ling Feng looked with suspicion and curiosity at the Elder who rushed down from the stone seat, wondering to himself: What on earth has happened? What prophecy?
The Elder walked around Ling Feng and the other two several times, continuously exclaiming, "Great! Great! Three foreigners, two men and one woman, a white-haired man carrying two sharp swords, and a young man followed by a pet..."
"It all came true! The prophecy has come true!" The Elder shouted excitedly and somewhat frantically.
Ling Feng squinted and asked, "Elder, please, what exactly are you talking about? What prophecy? Does it relate to us?"
The Elder seemed not to hear Ling Feng's words, instead, he knelt in front of the ancestral tablets and prayed, "Thank you, ancestors, for your protection. The people of the prophecy have finally arrived. I believe the prosperous era of our Flame tribe is upon us!"
