Liu Zhenhan turned a blind eye, pretending not to see the soldiers gathering the spoils of war. He had personally taught them the art of plundering, and they executed it perfectly. He decided he would give rewards to those who had led the effort.
Old Liu cast another glance at the sky, where the Evil-eye Tyrant hovered. This monster was no longer focused on him, but was communicating in grunts with a group of Moores who were half kneeling on the ground. The sight of Prince Moore talking to the creature while it responded without moving its lips surprised the old man.
Just an instant after he averted his gaze, the dozens of antennae-like eyes on the Tyrant's blob-shaped body distorted, and each one stared at Old Liu. It was like a swarm of one-eyed serpents with their eyes all fixed on their prey, and it gave Liu the creeps. He quickly averted his gaze.
