The clay people seemed to have come up with some new ideas.
Their thirst for knowledge was not particularly strong, but anything they had seen, they would never forget.
"I'm so jealous."
Walking backward with her hands behind her back, the girl spoke as she watched the two clay people moving on all fours.
[What do you mean?]
Enkidu was somewhat confused.
Jealous?
They were beings who needed to learn from Humbaba.
Under that premise, Humbaba was naturally considered superior to them, while they were inferior to Humbaba.
That was how the clay people understood their relationship.
"Because you are such easy beings to understand—especially your essence."
The girl stopped walking and looked at the clay people.
The smile on her face was faint. It was the first time Annanu and Enkidu had seen such an expression on her.
They stopped as well and sat down, waiting for Humbaba's explanation—it had always been this way.
As the weak ones, as the inferior ones, all they needed to do was observe and understand.
As for the rest, it depended on what Humbaba herself chose to do, and they would use their built-in systems to judge her actions.
"Your essence is that you will never deteriorate."
The girl sat on the ground, her head tilted slightly to one side.
Never deteriorate.
Did that mean they would never change? Or something else?
If they could not change, then how could they bring back humanity?
Humbaba's words filled the clay people with unease.
"Hahaha, don't be like that. You aren't even afraid of storms, yet you're afraid of a single sentence?"
Humbaba looked at the two clay people, who had begun trembling for no apparent reason, and laughed happily, rocking back and forth.
Yet after she finished laughing, her eyes still held an expression