Anoto's answer left Angel baffled.
Before the Great Whirlwind perished, it had solemnly mentioned Harriken's name. Harriken was surely no weakling—likely the sort whose name resounded across Wind Island.
Yet Anoto's answer was that it had never heard of him?
That was strange.
No matter how reclusive Anoto was, having lived on Wind Island for so many years, it should not have been utterly unaware of Wind Island's powerful figures. Unless this Harriken was not powerful? But that did not fit the Great Whirlwind's dying wish.
Or perhaps Harriken was powerful, but the sort to play the pig to eat the tiger—avoiding attention and concealing his strength? That might have made sense in The World of Wizards, but in a world dominated by elemental creatures, the strength of elemental energy was plain to see. Hiding one's strength was basically impossible.
Setting aside those two possibilities, could there be another?
"I was thinking, could it be..." Bean Vine Jack was the one who spoke. He stopped halfway through, then shook his head. "Probably not."
"If you have an idea, just say it." Angel looked at Bean Vine Jack. Perhaps, as a fellow elemental creature, his thoughts would be more worth considering?
Jack hesitated for a moment. "Since Anoto doesn't know Harriken, I was thinking, could Harriken perhaps not be from White Cloud Township?"
"Not from White Cloud Township? You mean the Great Whirlwind betrayed Wind Island and colluded with an outside enemy?" Dangros asked skeptically.
Jack shook his head. "Not just that. I was thinking, since that Great Whirlwind was in league with Harriken, could it be that neither of them came from Wind Island?"
Dangros froze. He understood what Jack meant. White Cloud Township was not the only place with wind creatures. Jack meant that Harriken and the Great Whirlwind