Lord of the Snow Eagle
"Dharma Protector Qian," the fanged giant murmured.
Yet his voice swiftly echoed through a silent secret chamber. Inside sat an ape-like beast cross-legged like a human. Its fur was golden, its expression serene. Upon hearing the Cult Master's voice, he opened his eyes. They were a pair of golden eyes, filled with nothing but devotion and loving kindness.
The golden-furred ape rose to his feet, and the chamber door opened by itself.
Whoosh.
With almost a single step, he crossed countless stretches of distance and arrived outside the bronze doors of the towering hall. The bronze doors, too, rumbled open of their own accord.
The golden-furred ape still...
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