So, this is the one, Orion thought, his mind racing. The evil being. Its true form is that of a great serpent? But what is it doing here?
Does it truly not recognize me? No… wait. The Deputy Commander's Wind Ward. Its will-projection was destroyed within the seal. Its main consciousness… it never sensed what happened. It doesn't know who I am.
In the space of a single breath, Orion had pieced it together. But why this ancient demigod was here, locked in this strange embrace, remained a mystery.
"Who are you?" Orion asked, deciding to feign ignorance. Whether he could truly fool a demigod was debatable, but he was certain of one thing: this creature did not know him.
"Hahahaha… a lowly, insignificant creature, attempting to play the fool before me," the serpent's voice hissed with a sinister amusement. "You lie with your eyes wide open, little giant. You have courage."
