Solomon Sterling wasn't the type of elder to put on airs and act unreasonably. You could tell just by looking at Saul Sterling; the man who raised such a son was definitely not the kind to flaunt his seniority.
The nights in Morhaven were as tranquil as ever. But as the group rode the Golden Crow over the city's waterfront, Flora Bloom's expression suddenly changed.
"Golden Crow, wait!"
The Golden Crow began to circle above the waterfront.
"Flora? What's wrong?" Lex Cross knew Flora Bloom best. Something must have happened for her to show such a conflicted expression.
"That honorary uncle of yours on Earth is in trouble."
"You mean… Milton Adler?"
"The school of Horse-step Fish I gave him back then has swum back. They got lost around the Fire of the Earth's Core. Right now, they're with Ash and the Great Crow."
