"Great Iruhi…" the giant whispered, horrified and reverent at once. "The trials were not… merely the loop."
Victor's brows pulled together. "Huh?"
But before the being could elaborate, Victor sighed heavily.
"Look, prophecy or no prophecy, I'm only here because I need to get back to the surface. That's it. That's all. No saving, no chosen-one-ing, no prophesying."
The giant placed a hand to his chest.
"I, Rhozan, will personally aid you in all things. Allow me to attend to you."
Victor looked up at the giant's glowing, reverent eyes.
"…I never said you could attend to me."
"It is an honor."
"I don't want the honor."
"It is yours."
Victor groaned loudly.
Resigning himself to his new entourage, Victor rose from the overly dramatic chair and walked toward the exit of the palace.
Immediately, the beings aligned themselves on either side, bowing as he passed.
Rhozan and three others followed behind him like oversized ducklings.
