On the battlefield strewn with corpses, when Fang Hong found the Lizard Warrior Leader, the latter seemed still to be in a daze.
"Let's cut to the chase," Fang Hong glanced at him and began.
The underground Lizardman language he spoke seemed mysterious and unpredictable to the others who had caught up, its low sibilance rising and falling as Fang Hong's gaze followed the Lizard Warrior Leader's amber pupils, pressing him, "Tell me your ultimate destination, I guess you must know the place, where exactly is that voice calling you from?"
As he spoke these words, he truly felt a burst of subtle whispers flooding into his mind, rustling, the unclear words telling him an ancient story of gods' rise, decline, and doom.
