He pointed at the roasted lamb on the table.
"This stuff is much tastier than what we get by just tossing it in the fire."
"I've been cooped up in this Giant City-State for thousands of years. My bones are practically rusting. If I didn't get out and walk around, I'd probably turn into a rock."
Raylo smiled and sat down across from him.
A flicker of thought crossed Raylo's eyes.
He spoke, feigning nonchalance.
"The world outside is vast and complex. There are Human Kingdoms like ours, and wildernesses occupied by non-human creatures. Of course, there are also some... more troublesome existences."
"Oh?"
Gu's eyebrows rose, his interest clearly piqued.
"For example, a sect that calls itself 'Light.'"
Raylo lowered his voice.
"The Light Holy See?"
Gu mulled over the name, as if searching for something in his distant memories.
"Yes."
Raylo continued.
