"The Witch also disappeared, likely gone forever. Now only I remain as a trusted aide to our three Majesties?"
"You? You don't count, you're a captive." The offhand comment angered the Bronze Dragon enough to make him want to fly off in a huff.
After some conversation, Durken managed to figure out what had happened.
"So, standing in front of me is Lord Ange, an Undead, Planting, Beauty, Trinity God?" Durken's expression was akin to someone having a huge watermelon shoved in his face, his mouth gaping open in shock.
"Right, he also has two Insect Gods under his command, half of a god of harvest who's a fake, and what else? Sigh, there's too many, I simply can't remember everything. They're like cabbages." Negris said with a sigh.
Durken couldn't help but laugh, "You're such a poor liar."
Negris shrugged, offering no explanation. He would wait until Durken discovered he wasn't bluffing and scare the shit out of him.
