This Green Demon Shaman was already of old age. His face, covered in wrinkles that sat atop one another like gullies, was filled with scales of whip marks. His eyebrows had already been whipped till they burst, the congealed blood forming a blockage. The corners of his eye sockets held a layer of blood-red webbed film.
"Answer one question for me, I just want to know one thing now." Liu Zhenhan passed out cigars to his subordinates around him, Gude quickly lighting it up for the boss with a flint.
"What do you want to know..." This Green Demon Shaman's speech was strained, teeth chattering nervously against each other.
"How did the three of you manage to grasp elemental power and become Shaman?" Liu Zhenhan asked: "I know that the chance of an ogre producing a Shaman wizard is very small."
"We all just suddenly understood the power of nature and inexplicably became Shaman when we woke up." said another Green Demon Shaman sitting on the side.
