Ang stood there, staring at the lizardman kneeling before him, somewhat puzzled.
He suddenly stretched out a foot and gently nudged the lizardman's shoulder, signaling for the lizardman to raise their head.
The lizardman froze for a moment, then looked up, their gaze filled with confusion and reverence.
Their eyes gleamed as though they were waiting for Ang's instructions, yet they did not understand why Ang would not let them stand.
The lizardman hissed again with a peculiar intonation, clearly asking whether Ang was dissatisfied with something.
Ang was somewhat confused. Although lizardmen had a means of communication, it did not seem to meet his expectations entirely.
Suddenly, inspiration struck Ang—if the lizardmen's soul fluctuations were similar to those of humans, perhaps he could try an entirely new way of communicating.
Ang closed his eyes and focused. With a thought, an invisible ripple of soul energy surged toward the lizardman.
Ang did not speak aloud. Instead, the voice carried directly into the lizardman's mind through his thoughts. "Why are you kneeling before me?"
The lizardman was stunned, their eyes widening abruptly as though they had sensed some powerful presence.
When Ang's voice sounded again, the lizardman's expression changed drastically. Their head lowered at once, even lower than before, as if they were too terrified to look up.
The lizardman responded quietly, their voice ringing clearly within Ang's mind. "Divine Emissary, what instructions do you have for coming to the Water Viper Tribe?"
Ang was startled by those words.
Divine Emissary? He had never expected to be regarded as one, but since the lizardman believed it, this was an opportunity.
He continued asking through soul fluctuations, "Why do you think I am a Divine Emissary?"
The lizardman's reply echoed in Ang's mind. "A Divine Emissary is a Divine Emissary. You are