"Who is this person?" Su Yu asked quietly, eyeing the figure seated on the throne before him.
Tezcatlipoca pondered for a while before responding, "I do not know who he is... but I vaguely feel a sense of familiarity. Strange... Perhaps it has been too long and I have forgotten something."
Tezcatlipoca's voice was very solemn. Su Yu silently watched the being seated on the massive throne, observing how his hands and feet were pierced and bound by chains to the throne. Who could have crafted this? Could this giant, seated on the throne, be the master of this city? Could he be the leader of those beings with six wings like the mythical angels? Yet, why does he not have wings of his own?
Endless questions kept Su Yu watching the giant, who seemed devoid of life yet somehow gave off the impression that he might open his eyes and awaken at any moment.
