This is definitely not some coincidence

A fierce gale swept across, howling as it passed by.

Thunderhawk Rayden soared within that wind, feeling slightly uneasy.

"Don't panic. Keep heading north!"

Orion's composed voice reached the thunderhawk's ears, calming him considerably.

Lowering his head, Orion surveyed the land beneath him.

In the distance, where Boar City used to stand, uneven stone fortresses now rose one after another. 

Those fortresses were the handiwork of the insectoids, and that sudden gust of wind was Lokiviria's way of probing. Once Lokiviria realized it was Orion passing by, he withdrew rather than show himself. He clearly had no intention of cozying up to Orion.

"Lokiviria, my love, what's going on?"