If not for the help of these spiritual ropes, we might have been thrown off without warning.
She had ridden giant eagles before, but compared to the giant eagle cultivated by Gaven, the giant eagles raised by the Golia tribe seemed like toddlers just learning to walk, incredibly slow.
Gaven flew at full speed while communicating mentally with Kellysha: "In the past two years, have we had any friction with those Dwarves Elves to the south? Do you know what they're up to?"
"No friction at all." Kellysha was stunned, not knowing why Gaven suddenly asked this question, she replied honestly, "They seem to have gone into strategic retreat, their activities on the surface have significantly reduced, and there's seldom any intelligence on them."
"Lack of intelligence is the biggest problem." Gaven sighed, "We have somewhat neglected them!"
"What do you mean, Lord?"
"Do you think those Dwarves Elves are the kind to give up easily?
