Damian listened to all of this with a calm gaze.
He looked at the Warrior in front of him, processing the information, fitting it into the larger picture of what was happening in these territories.
A Sworn Commander from a Vassal Tribe had come to these backwater regions and taken over an Unbound Tribe. She was using that tribe to expand her influence, sending enforcers like the Butcher to subjugate other tribes, building something in the shadows?
But why?
What purpose did conquering Dross tribes serve for someone who already had the backing of a Vassal Tribe?
He asked the most critical question.
"And pray tell, just what glorious Anointed Ones is your Vassal Tribe working under?"
...!
The question caused Lukaku to pale.
His confident expression cracked, and he shook his head rapidly.
"That is not something I am privy to say!"
His voice rose with forced strength.
"Such knowledge is too esteemed for-"
"You do not know, do you?"
BOOM!
