"What is there to fear?"
"The stroke of the Emperor of the Netherworld, one who possesses powers close to that of a grandmaster is about to fall upon him, and still he asks, 'Why the fear?'"
Exasperated and confounded by Meng Qi's reply, Slayer Yaksh shook in horror at the danger closing in upon them. He turned frantically at Meng Qi and screamed,
"You!"
His head swung back to look at the approaching Emperor of the Netherworld with gaping eyes.
Long has Slayer Yaksh escaped the pursuits of vengeance and retribution and survived the treacherous pitfalls that infested the region of Bomi. He was hardly an inept fool to not notice Meng Qi's calm composure. "Surely he has a hidden ace up his sleeve!" A cry rang from within his mind.
