The shadow tilted its head as it watched the blood drip from Dyon's eyes. "Tut. Tut. That's no good. I thought you wanted to avoid this? You're not very intelligent if you didn't already understand."
Dyon didn't respond, and neither did Patriarch Ragnor nor Elder Daiyu dare to have any outward showing of emotion. Regardless of the way this shadow acted, there was a deep fear in their hearts, and it all revolved around it. People who were always so calm were truly the most unpredictable…
"You're quite odd. For people with such little intelligence and such a ridiculously small amount of talent, you should be following whatever martial path comes the easiest to you. Ai, maybe because it's because I've been in seclusion for so long, meditating on the laws of the universe and creating my own. I'd forgotten how much I like to talk. In fact, it would be a perfect world if everyone listened to my teachings. Unfortunately, there are too many beings with negligible amounts of intellect.
