Chapter 79 - The Poison Fields (2/2)
Holding his chest, he stumbled back with despair covering his stoic features.
”Yes, so? What's the big deal? It's a field for venomous beasts. It's not like I can't take care of them. Or do you two, perhaps believe I am less venomous than the poisonous creatures there?” Versailles asked in disdained, disbelief coloring her voice.
Were they panicking all this time, because they felt she didn't have what it took to clear a field of poisonous creatures?
Her brows furrowed in displeasure at being looked down upon. Such scorn, she could not take it laying down.
”Fine. Since the two of you look down on me, I will clear the whole field of beasts on my own.” She declared in resolution, her firm voice resounding with power.
”You...you will clear the Poison Fields alone? You?” The crumbling Chief Mein barely had enough awareness to register her words.
When he did, he felt his frozen heart boiling in equal measure expectation and trepidation. He was afraid of believing his ears, thinking he was hanging onto an illusional hope. But he desperately wanted to believe in something at the same time.
He wanted to believe his ears. Believe there was still a chance of survival for the Pink Goblins.
The Poison Fields were no land of salvation for the Pink Goblins. But if the serpentine herself took the reign and cleared the field, then there was hope.
Hope for a place of damnation to turn into salvation.
Heart pounding wildly in his chest, the goblin chief looked up at the serpentine with tear filled eyes.
Ulain was similarly stumped for words. He felt his crumbling hope and faith, rekindling, reshaping. His rage and anger dimmed and winked out without his conscious volition. He felt the spark spread in the abyss of his heart, filling it with warmth.
'She will personally clear the Poison Fields on her own.'
The thought continuously rang out in his mind.
”What? You don't believe in my ability? You don't think I can clear the field on my own?” She asked with tight-lipped smile, the threat clear in her violet eyes.
If Chief Mein so much as dared to say 'he did not believe', he knew he would be dead and gone. Never to walk the wretched lands of the Nar realm again.
”Ahem!” Awkwardly clearing his throat to suppress his turbulent emotions, he spoke in a solemn voice.
”Of course I believe in you and your ability. It is just that, aside from the poisonous beasts and plants, there are also the Gorgons dwelling within the Poison Fields. They are a hundred times more deadly than the poisonous creatures. You alone....against their whole tribe....?” He stammered at the sudden glare aimed at him, unable to continue any further.
Ulain suppressed a chuckle at the sheepish and meek appearance of his chief. Before the attack of the dark shadows, he would have never believed if anyone ever told him his Chief would one day cower before a female. Now, witnessing the scene with his own eyes, he did not whether to laugh or cry.
Laugh at the scene of his Chief cowering at the glare of another race's female. Or cry at the state their Pink Goblin race was reduced to.
Sensing Ulain's amusement at his expense, Chief Mein darkly glowered at him, the spark in his pink eyes as sharp as a dagger.
The Gorgons were one of the deadliest and venomous beasts of the Nar realm. Because of their deadly venom, no race messed with them without complete preparation and valid reason.
But it was also because of their venom, that they were shunned by the other races.
Unlike the serpentines that only spewed venom through their fangs in their full snake form, the Gorgons walked around with a hideous head of poisonous snakes. The snake hairs bit and poisoned without warning, reacting to their master's emotions.
This was the reason they were shunned.
”There is no need for you to worry about me. I know what I can and cannot do. As for the Poison Fields, I will personally clear them. Not because I want to show you my abilities, but because the Gorgons will make the perfect minions.” Her violet eyes glowed with a cunning light, her cherry lips stretching into a devilish smirk.
It was the reason she desired to enslave them to her services.