"Who has the highest stats in the commune? Get it wrong and you're dead," Lucius replied, his tail thrashing out to grab Pagan by the neck and lift him into the air. Meanwhile, a solar beam was at the ready in case he tried to pull anything funny.
"W-What's goi-"
"Just answer me," Lucius interrupted, his crux glowing even brighter than before.
"Apart from you... Alpha. But only because he has an abnormal desire for physical pain. If it were up to natural talent, it would've been me," Pagan replied.
"This level of obnoxious can't be replicated," Lucius sighed in relief, before putting Pagan on the ground.
"Sorry about that. The necromancer seems to be able to use something akin to mind magic. I was trapped in a trance, where he had someone that looked just like you following me," he explained, before looking ahead.
