To Ears or Not to Ears (Part 1)
The Pyrmir countered by turning around and licking Leria's face with his massive tongue, covering her in saliva.
"Eww! Bad Abominus. Bad!"
"I'm not a horse. If you want something, don't hit me. Just ask." He replied.
"I see. Thank you." Strider nodded, ignoring the childish squabble.
He and Ryka knew about the underground city filled with monsters that reverted to their unfallen state while standing over a mana geyser, but they had never met one in person.
Aside from the Council representatives and Jiera's colonists, no one had.
"You took your sweet time." Lith was tired of waiting so he was about to check if the Gate worked properly. "What took you so long?"
"A lot." The Zouwu waved at his honor guard.
"You have my apologies, then." Lith gave him a small nod. "Sometimes I forget this place can be a little bewildering for a first-time visitor."
"A little?" Strider pointed at the incoming group of unusual riders.