Lucien was relatively familiar with this aura, having hastily glimpsed it before when he identified that feather pen.
However, compared to the calm, even somewhat deathly stillness it had during its slumber, the aura that now descended, though equally somber, carried a madness within it, like a beast's inherent desire for its prey.
If one were to "dub" this aura, it would probably express something like this.
Hungry, food!
Only the "food" this simple consciousness sought after were those entities that could be called "gods"!
Thus, upon its arrival, it immediately set its target on the goblin priest, who exuded an "enticing aroma," even temporarily ignoring the question of why the priest had infiltrated the scene, which it should have considered.
As for Lucien?
In the eyes of this great dominator, Lucien didn't even qualify as "small fry."
