These damn Ancients, he always had to ask them everything! Maybe they’d lost the ability to express themselves in a normal, understandable way over time.
“Even if the Mountain of Skulls falls, I won’t be set free.”
“Really?”
“My disciple, the Jasper Emperor is the wisest of all those who have ever lived, who are living now, or will live in the future. He found a dungeon for me, one that is stronger than mere chains on any of the mountains could ever be.”
“If he is so wise.” Hadjar straightened up and raised the torch, “Why did you fight against him?”
“Because I couldn’t help it. A warrior has to do what needs to be done. They must fight for those who can’t fight for themselves.”
Hadjar remembered the army that had stood by its leader. Each of them had fought the Seventh Heaven
