Everyone was startled by the sudden voice and instinctively looked toward the source of the sound.
A group of people suddenly appeared above the sea. Leading them was an elderly man dressed in what looked like an evening suit, wearing a top hat and holding a cane, giving off a gentlemanly vibe.
His skin color was very different from that of the Darsians, it was much lighter. His facial features were more pronounced, especially his prominent hooked nose.
"Otis!" Garth recognized the person immediately. The pride on his face quickly vanished, replaced by extreme caution, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The Dragon Protector Clan's members below heard this name and immediately snapped to attention, too.
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