Right before the Ode's Territory was shattered, Ashema had been having quite the jolly time watching the crimson-haired brat lose. It was thrilling to know that even among 'his kind', Skullius was just as overbearing in power as he appeared during their fight. In fact, the circumstances of the Ode looked even worse, especially when factoring that Skullius had just powered himself up with the odd great tree; the one Ashema was currently relaxing on.
The Carven had been sitting down leisurely while drinking the blood from his gourd. If there was a snack to go with the drink and entertainment, he might have been happier, but it was what it was.
Aside from giggling and gaping in awe, Ashema had also been studying in great detail just how the system of the humans and the 'long-ears' worked. It seemed complex and convoluted, as though someone had been intent on making it too complicated for the sake of it.
How unrefined.
