"Just what are you guys?" Zarek spoke with an intrigued expression, observing the priest with curiosity.
He didn't make his move, just curiously observing.
The first being he encountered from this race pretty much self-exploded, turning into a black hole that almost killed him, and now he was facing another one of these creatures who seemed more flustered.
Although this guy seemed more intelligent than the one he faced before, intelligence breeds panic and fluster.
"Hmm," as Zarek silently observed the creature, he looked at its body and felt his memory click, not his own memory, but the memory of Drayken.
"Mythos race?" He spoke with a layer of uncertainty in his tone.
"You know our race?" The Mythos priest finally managed to regain his composure, his face returning to a calm expression.
"Of course I know your race. Who doesn't know the famed war god race?" Zarek's blue pupils flickered with a strange, unknown light.
"What do you want?" the Mythos priest asked.
