Shorn of his cloak, an elderly man with slitted orange eyes sunk deep into their sockets made his appearance in the hall. His black hair and short beard were still impeccably trimmed and he was shirtless, wearing only black baggy pants as well as gold bracelets and necklaces on his wrists, biceps, neck and ankles.
Looking up at the ceiling, Shamash's gaze shot through the thick layers of stone to meet Jake's gaze, who was peering down at him with his Myrtharian Vision from the first floor of the mansion. Since his bloodline had evolved, his Myrtharian Eyes could now see clearly through earth, steel, fire and lightning.
The moment two eyes almost as bright as his own lit up in his mind, Jake got goose bumps, but with a huff he dispelled the illusion.
" Is everything all right Jake?" Enya inquired with some concern.
"A big fish from Lost Divinities has arrived." Jake said, sternly staring at the ground.
