The trade square is already overrun with insects.
The roads leading to the square are lined with stalls.
Both buying and selling are happening.
Various Insect Clan Warriors come and go incessantly.
Dense mental power and thoughts crisscross, mixed with noise.
Dragon Cypress observes from the air, lands on a flat ground next to the main road, leads the insects, crosses a slope, and enters the trading site.
Ink Orchid asked: "Green Peach, usually not a single insect can be seen, are they all hibernating?"
