Chapter 326: Amon, the Burning One (1/2)
The party heard Old Thane's words and began to move, knowing that if they wanted a guarantee of their survival, then they needed to find Li.
”Where shall we find the Seer, though?” said Mason, and as Asala did not counteract his words this time, it was evident that there was no good answer to this question among the party. ”He could be anywhere. He could be further in or he may even be outside of this dungeon.”
Zagan, however, resonated his voice through the twin crimson eyes that poked out through Old Thane's broad, plate-like chest muscle. ”The connection to the Seer that this personage possesses has dimmed considerably such that direct talk from mind to mind is severed. However, this personage still possesses the capacity to sense a faint link to the Seer.
Through this link, this personage thus knows that the Seer lies deeper within the dungeon.”
”And the words of a demon-,” began Mason before he was cut short by Mercer elbowing him in the side.
”Demon, lead the way, and we will follow,” said Mercer.
”This personage is no mere 'demon',” said Zagan. ”Ones such as yourselves shall address me with the title of 'Great'. No less than that shall be tolerated.”
The power in Zagan's voice was self-evident, radiating outwards in echoing peals that seemed to rumble the earth itself. It was power that promised the simple truth that should Zagan desire so, every single individual in the party could immediately die under his gaze with not a single thing they could do to fend against it.
”But this personage will tolerate a time of adjustment needed for you lowly mortals to address him properly. For now, there is a more pressing matter for this personage to attend to,” said Zagan. ”Human, move to the larger giant's corpse.”
”Aye,” said Old Thane, and he leaped up, crossing several meters in a surprisingly graceful instant as he stood over the great sword wielding fire giant's helmeted head. A pool of molten liquid, its blood, drained out from its severed neck, forming a burning, sizzling puddle underneath it.
”This magic…I know of its scent,” said Zagan. ”It is not the magic of the Abyss, but demonic in nature.”
”Are not these fire giants demons of their own right?” said Old Thane.
”No. They may be demons, but they are far removed from the main See. They are more attuned to nature than the common demon,” explained Zagan. ”The fire giants served the Demonic See only once, in the First Darkening when they were led by the primordial flame titan Asmodai, the then Herald of Wrath.
With the fall of Asmodai, the fire giants returned to the Gigant, never again desiring to aid the demons for losses to their kind.”
”And of this Darkening? Do ye know whether the giants come to the demon's aid now?” said Old Thane.