Close Combat (1)
The Master of the Dojo was not a man of many words.
He exerted some sort of martial art technique as he clasped his hands together, creating a sound wave that swept through the entire pagoda.
The seven Valxians who had been fully focused on their task at hand were pulled out of the weird state they had entered.
Nial's range of perception perceived them once again but his focus was somewhere else.
"Elder Walin contacted me already. So you're the human she talked about?" The huge Valxian asked as he stood in front of Nial imposingly and looked down at him. Nial was less than two meters tall and he must look like a tiny dwarf to the Dojo Master.
However, Nial didn't allow this thought to influence his mind or let his confidence waver. He looked upward to smile straight at the Dojo Master.