Chapter 221: Pygmies (IV): Small Defeat (1/2)
The answer Rezar got in response to his question was series of sharp exhale before the rest of the pygmies still left alive fell down to the ground and started crying their eyes out. Rezar was caught off guard, but he couldn't bring himself to feel any sort of sympathy for them, they were ugly criers. Rezar gestured with his hands towards the pygmies and turned in the opposite direction, Kitagawa would have all them squared away and shipped back to Necron, they would be Alistair's and Gynaika's problem then. He shifted his focus to the disk in his hand, it was weirdly shaped, like a half moon, however it was cracked with jagged edges.
”It's incomplete.” A voice said behind him, he turned to see Samira bowing her head, a black leather coat with a wide hood over her head.
”Indeed, Samira. Do you recognize it?” Rezar asked as he took a closer look at the disk in his hand.
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”No your Majesty, I've not seen anything of that sort before.” She answered as she shifted uncomfortably behind him. Rezar could understand why she seemed so nervous, the sun was up and she was no longer a dryad. Being a vampire meant she was just one mistake from being turned into a pile of crispy ashes. So having a bit of specialized uniform that deflected not just sunlight but a variety of ultraviolet rays away from her body was a must, but due to that she was somewhat radioactive, nut that's until Alistair and his people perfected the blueprint.
”I have news!” she said, her voice a little louder than normal. She was so nervous and her attempts at hiding it was somewhat comical, it would be too farfetched to say she shared the same fear Roran had for him. Not that they would be wrong in fearing him, at this point he was pretty much considered a natural hazard, just breathing near him could cost you a good night's sleep.
”Okay, what have you found out.”
The Snow elves have discovered the remains of a dungeon on the eastern edges of the Breone mountains, normally it wouldn't be a cause for alarm, but within this dungeon it's said remnants of the old world and vestiges of the new one could be found. Blueprints, weapons, and special maps, not to mention an obscene amount of riches can be found if the trials within are cleared.” Rezar scrunched up his eyebrow again, sorely confused…. He asked Samira.
”Aren't Dungeons supposed to be extinct by now, how in the hell is there a functioning one now?” Rezar asked her with a confused look on his face.
”It's not functioning as young put it your majesty, it's just as abandoned ruin with traps and a lot of treasures waiting for someone to claim them.” he thought about it for a few seconds, and then nodded his head as he threw the misshapen disk in his hand to her.
”Make sure that's delivered to Alistair, then keep at what you're doing, I need ears on the ground and do keep yourself and your girls hidden. Now run along moonshine.” Rezar said to her as she bowed and disappeared from his front without a trace.