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Eric highly doubted that Ayumi was really the offspring of a king and a demon. There only kings that were around these days reigned up north, and the girl didn't look like she had a drop of northern blood in her veins. The alchemist thought for a moment before sharing whatever plan he had concocted with the others. "Well, long story short, dark armies are besieging the citadels in the Wyrm's Teeth. We have to get north, but flying there would be suicide on account of all the savage types of dragons around the border. You'd be blasted out of the sky, dragon lord or otherwise. Even walking there would be difficult, so we'd need to get a good group of people together." He quickly went over what he had said, checking if he had missed anything out. When he was satisfied with his speech, Eric nodded to himself and added "So, any questions, or shall we set off?"