Ch65. Same fight - 2
Octavius thought that the glass halls of that strange castle were way too large and tall for those people to have built them.
But judging by how humans had this sense of achieving greatness by building huge structures, it seemed like the Ishir and the humans might have something in common after all.
At the end of the hall stood a doorless threshold through where Octavius and his group walked, arriving in an enormous hall furnished with only an enormous glass table, around which stood fifteen other Ishir, all wearing armors and carrying weapons that at the same time looked very much like the humans' and not.
"Octavius Blake and the Guardian guild..." The tallest of them, with naked arms covered in red scales, wearing simple but sturdy-looking breast plate greeted them.
"Who are you people, and how do you know us?" Octavius asked, adamant to get some answers this time.