Marine: "Right.. so.. there's a prophecy of us? A bunch of hybrids.."

Blizzardbreaker: "Got a problem with that, SeaWing?"

Blizzardbreaker growled.

Sandshard: "Chiiiil, snappy, it's useless prophecy anyway, right, Your Highness?"

Sandshard smirked at Hawkmoth, who sat silently, looking over them.

Blizzardbreaker: "Why are we traveling with a royal anywayf?"

Marine: "Because the prophecy needs us too.. I guess.."