Ilyas (2/2)

An old being like Ilyas didn't need to rack his brain too much to understand how things were.

There was no free lunch and his life that was spared that day definitely wasn't without purpose.

Looking at Lith, Ilyas now understood that his purpose was probably to serve this guy here and become a subordinate or probably even slave.

Ilyas sighed. There was no pill for regrets and he shouldn't have acted like a high and mighty being, trying to stop someone's ascension like that.

His arrogance had been smashed to bits after he was killed that day.

With a slight melancholic look, Ilyas stared at Lith and decided to just go wherever fate wanted him to go.

Ilyas answered Lith's question with a generic answer and Lith didn't pester him more on this.

Finishing eating the fish attached to the stick, Lith used the same stick and started drawing a few things on the sand.