36 Situation

Several dozen life forms of similar nature to the three that were already present in front of Aziel have slowly started to convey towards their direction.

Though he couldn't make it out for absolute certainty, whilst he could feel some faint dread in their signatures, most of them were filled with greed, and strangely… lust?

Aziel raised his eyebrows in question at this peculiarity, casting his gaze on the trio in the next second once again.

Obviously, he had understood that there was a vast disparity, a barrier erected between him and these younglings due to the inability to converse. Their language, whilst much more sophisticated than the gurgles, roars, and animalistic sounds of Dinah's tribe, vastly differed from Nova's Common tongue.

Even their kin, the humans back in his home world didn't seem to match them, compared to that crude, harsh language, this one that the young central male have talked with had a certain soothing trait, a warming rhythm to it.