Seeing the Faras Stone’s brand on Zax’s chest, the hostility in the Lord’s eyes diminished by a substantial degree as another emotion sprouted in its place… joy!
“Og’s Guide! Has it been so long? Did a trillion years finally pass?” He focused on the brand more than the person of whom it marked. “Cultivator of the Jazva Land”, his expression was swept by a mask of seriousness once he noticed the brand was not complete. “Forging the symbol of Og’s Guide in punishable by having your body broken, soul shredded and spirit crushed!” There was not a chance to repent. Either Zax verifies his identity or the Lord will kill him even if it means sacrificing himself in the process.
Zax’s murderousness was enticed by the Lord’s tone. He controlled himself for his interest lie elsewhere, in what it me
