"Yakup, how is the communication with the Divine Eagle Empire going?"
The speaker was Avati Poluo, wrapped in a gray-blue monk's robe covering a skinny body. His entire body was smeared with ash, and his messy blue-black long hair was indicative of a rough traveler. A necklace of skulls hung around his neck, and he had three eyes on his forehead.
"We gave them a Low Grade Spirit Treasure, and the Divine Eagle Empire has agreed to mobilize their forces to the north simultaneously with us."
Yakup Shadi spoke slowly. His figure was slim, but his features were feminine, wearing a jeweled crown and draped in precious decorations. His face was comely with jade-like fingers and arms, full and rounded, exuding a divine aura that starkly contrasted with the fearsome image of Avati Poluo.
