As Kiera finishes speaking, Isror tugs at his chin whiskers thoughtfully. Finally, after a long time, he speaks. "This is, highly unusual, ta say th' least. I've ne're known anyone or anyone tha' knew of anyone who made such a claim...and if it's one thing that ya can bet on here is that there'll always be a bigger an' better story just around th' bend, what wit' th' Flock pullin' in folk from all over th' cosmos."
The ram-man pauses for a moment and clucks his tongue before continuing, "But if it be yar goal to dethrone th' Flock - well, this...this just ain't ne're been though of before. I mean sure - every once an' a while some powerful so-an'-so'll try and take out one of 'em, but no one has ever thought of takin' out th' lot!" The incredulousness of this concept is apparent in the tone of his voice, and is mirrored in both his, and his companions' faces.