Ang frowned as he looked at the Lizardman tightly bound by vines before him.
He instinctively glanced at Linya beside him and saw that her face had gone pale, her eyes filled with deep concern—she was clearly worried that the elves had already fallen into the Lizardmen's hands.
The Lizardman within the vines was still struggling madly, heavy gasps mingling with low snarls in a particularly terrifying display.
Ang rapidly weighed his options. After a moment, he took a deep breath, turned his fingers, and began chanting softly.
A pale yellow glow instantly lit up around him. The next moment, his body had transformed into a burly Mountain Lizardman covered in pale yellow scales.
He stepped forward and walked up to the Lizardman.
When the Lizardman saw Ang's transformation, his body suddenly stiffened. His frantic struggling came to an abrupt halt, and his wide eyes were full of disbelief.
Ang did not waste any time and cast Shapeshifting on both Linya and Dana as well.
A faint glow rose from their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they too had taken on the appearance of Lizardmen.
Linya lowered her head to look at her rough, scaled hands, her expression grave. Dana, meanwhile, nodded lightly, clearly understanding Ang's intentions.
Ang waved a hand toward the vines. With a pull of magic, the Lizardman's restraints loosened somewhat, though control over them remained.
In a low, hoarse Lizardman tongue, he asked, "Who are you? Why are you on the World Tree?"
The Lizardman was clearly still suspicious, his gaze moving back and forth between the three of them.
But when he heard Ang's fluent and practiced Lizardman speech, his expression eased somewhat.
After coughing several times, he answered, "I am a hunter sent by the god, stationed on the World Tree