In the West sky, where thick clouds and turbulent winds never ceased to exist, a land was magically floating in the air. It was protected on all sides by the strong winds and hidden by the thick clouds.
A few kilometers away from this peaceful land was a group of people riding on ten dragon's back.
At the head of the group was a woman with silver wings. She was leading the group towards the direction where the suspiciously thick clouds gathered.
When they were about just a few meters away to enter that barrier of clouds, Liam stopped.
She turned around and spoke to the group.
"Behind these section of clouds, there would be wind blades waiting for us. I believed the dragon's scales were tough enough to face them. Please help out the young ones on your back. "
Liam then spoke to the little ones.
"Chutians, I need you all to listen to me."
"Chu?" The little ones already knew the term 'Chutians'. Chutians means them.