The answers Alex sought had once again become more questions. As he walked the tunnels behind Bogath and his light ore, he wondered what he could take from what he had just heard.
Was he the promised one Morg had claimed? Were these Old Gods related to the Devil's Hand? How powerful the orcs indeed were? Their numbers were really enough to take out the whole Tevia? Alex still needed to discover the extension of Tevia itself before he could make an educated guess. Still, Bogath had shown him no more room for questioning.
The topic, as magic, seemed to be a sensitive one for the mage, and Alex obtained no results when he pressed further,
"Let's get out of this dungeon and we'll talk more. Pay attention to your back, kid. That Shadow Hound must be anxious to get you under its claws," Bogath said, looking over his shoulder after Alex asked again about the promised one.
