The moment he stepped into the small village, the people there immediately noticed him. But most of them didn't seem to welcome him; instead, they grew alert.
Apollo noticed this, as they seemed not to like outsiders or, for some other reason, were agitated. But he didn't stop and calmly moved towards the old man, who was the strongest here at the late-stage eternal god realm.
The old man, seeing this, also came forward while trying to remain calm, but he was able to see the anxiousness and fear in his eyes.
Stopping several metres away, the old man spoke cautiously.
"Who are you?"
"What do you want?"
His voice remained steady, but everyone behind him wore the same tense expressions, silently waiting for Apollo's answer.
Apollo sighed in relief, as their language at least was the same, and they wouldn't have problems communicating.
