"Won't that give us away?" a male Snakefolk guard holding a long halberd asked quietly.
Vazhatas snorted. "Impossible. By now, they should have reached the center of these waters—the Vortex Sea Eye. They're more than ten miles away, and the fog is hiding us. Even if that human prophet is there, he couldn't possibly spot us."
After a pause, Vazhatas added, "And what if he does? Where could they run on the open sea?"
"Lord Vazhatas is wise," the male Snakefolk guards around him chorused.
Geshwen lowered her head, a trace of mockery and helplessness crossing her lips.
The Snakefolk had once been a matriarchal society, with women holding far higher status than men. But since the Grand Overlord's resurrection, the standing of male Snakefolk had changed dramatically. Two of the three lords were men!
Most of the other undersea bases were also led by men. Female Snakefolk had become little more than an afterthought.
These women were mostly matriarchs of the "original" Snakefolk Tribes, not converts—Geshwen among them. Many powerful male Snakefolk, Vazhatas included, were converts through and through...
The matriarchs missed their former glory, but Snakefolk power was surging. Male dominance had become a tide they could not turn back.
While Geshwen's thoughts wandered, Vazhatas and the guards beside him began discussing the battle plan.
One guard flattered him. "The humans used Axon Island as bait to draw away our main force, planning to excavate the sacred artifact at the Scorchflow Sea Eye while we were gone. Clever enough, but useless against Lord Vazhatas."
Vazhatas nodded. "We have informants among the soldiers and civilians at Chakaluo Port. One of them is even a personal guard to a senior officer of the Human Allied Forces. I know their every move. How do they expect to fight me?"
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