"That belt, where did you get it? Tell me nothing but the truth creature." He said in lemini tongue just like the goblins.
Mark noticed his Lemini tongue, though his had more ease and sounded more refined compared to Meg and Yudar's.
Mark didn't give an answer, and in that moment, he found the courage to look up at his oppressor in the eye, wanting to relish in his frustration.
He smirked and the bird beast's face contorted even more, holding an expression of anger and disgust.
"The belt of gold, where did you get it? You understand and speak Lemini don't you?"
Though Mark understood quite loud and clear, he wasn't in the mood nor position to give any answers. For him, the leader of the group to come himself means that whatever was up was quite important.
'Is the belt of greater will compromised?' Mark thought with eyes transfixed on the Yellow Phoenix's ugly face.
