Huge hurricane tornadoes rose, instantly transforming the Snail Marsh into the Storm Rift Valley.
And these winds seemed to have a life of their own, guarding by the side of the Snail Lóng, creating a special barrier that blocked every attack.
"This is..."
The Paper Knight witnessed this scene, the eyes beneath the cross-faced mask flickering with surprise.
The Third Disaster Peacock was even more shocked.
"Before I came here,"
Snail Lóng relished their reactions, spreading both arms as if embracing the entire world, murmuring,
"Before the birth of the Snail Marsh, this place was known as the Storm Marsh, enveloped by hurricanes and deadly poisons. Originally, I just wanted to transform the ecology, to find a habitat for the Deer Snail Tribe, but unexpectedly, I encountered..."
"It!"