Felix was very annoyed as he looked at the trembling shaman. Even though he could endure the fiery flames that were licking his body, that didn't mean he enjoyed the sensation of being baked alive.
The fire lotus tattoo on his forehead was glowing with a strong fiery light the more he endured.
His forehead was scrunching up in pain as he glared at the shivering old man and shouted at him:
"Tell me what the hell is with this tattoo!"
The old man was scared of the tattoo. But he was more scared of the pressure that Felix was currently exuding on him, so he regained his wits and decided to explain to him as best as he could:
"The tattoo that you currently possess comes from the fact that you have slain a God. The other gods usually mark people like you so they would be able to team up on you and kill you when your soul leaves your body after you die."
