Chapter 94
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The Tribal Chieftain's gruttal voice filled the open forest area as he appeared through a few hanging leaves. His appearance was wizened, as he had a long white beard, but it wasn't yet to the point of being termed ancient. However, more than that, it was the power contained within his runic staff and the way he carried himself that truly interested Astaroth.
'That staff — it is not normal,' he furrowed his brows, staring deeply at the glowing blue lines that adorned the sides of the staff. 'It should be infused with magic, but it looks almost natural. And based on the architecture and technological advancement of these Primates, it is extremely unlikely that it was produced by any one of them.'
