>>6337394Another primal in his hand. He would soon need a third arm.
But then, his ears prick, his nose flares.
Another prey.
>Zaraave moves to (6,33)>Heliodos walks over to (8,25)>Huáng carries The Shennong, Pholipoly, and Heliodos to (3,26)The sectmaster's eyes gaze across the mountains, to a settlement emitting an aura that was to his enlightenment as shadow was to light.
And then past it, across the ocean, his eyes land on the rarest thing in the world.
A jade beauty, created not by his hands.
"This one greets the midnight, and seeks to introduce himself" his voice reverberates through the mountains as an echo, across the ocean as a wave, and into First Contact as a... phone call?
