Vur munched on what he suspected to be part of a sheep and looked around. There were a bunch of people who were sparsely dressed. He seed to be at a party, but for so reason, it was oddly quiet. Maybe they were all mute; they didnt respond when he greeted them. Instead, they stared at him with glittering eyes. One person knelt to the ground, then the rest followed, the group of people slumping down like a wave.
Psst, Vur, Stella said and poked her head out of his chest. I think theyre worshipping you.
Vur nodded and swallowed while tossing away the long bone in his hand. Looks like it. These people were behaving exactly like his sheep-people subjects did before Alora ate most of them. Vur swept his gaze over the crowd. His companions were nowhere to be seen. Well, Sung did say theyd most likely be separated; all he had to do now was raise a big-enough ruckus for Tafel to find him. How should he do that? Well, first things first, he had to get rid of the sll that was bothering him. Mistle and Zilphy, clean up that pyramid over there.
At first, Vur wanted to land on the pyramid while he was falling from the sky, but upon slling it, a wave of nausea washed over him. It slled like when Sera forgot to freeze his bears for him when he was younger; they rotted and the stench was unbearable. The pyramid slled even worse by at least a thousand tis. What exactly were they doing on it? Pooping? Werent they self-conscious? To poop in plain view of everyone, these people sure were brave.
The two elentals didnt say anything, but a pillar of water rose out of Vurs back and flooded towards the pyramid. It crashed against the black rocks and, with the help of Zilphy, scraped away the top layer of unknown material, revealing a white surface underneath. So of the natives scread, so of them worshipped even harder, but one thing was for certain: they werent actually mute. Vur just couldnt understand anything they were saying.
Hey! You missed a spot! Send so water over here.
Dont order around.
Dont approach my husband!
Vur poked the brown rune on his arm. Are they still arguing?
Well, nothings changed, so yes, Diamant said. Do you want to catch those people that Mistle washed away? They seed pretty important.
Vur rubbed his chin. Yeah, catch them. Maybe they were the rulers of these people. If that was the case, then if he beat them up, hed be the new ruler. Wouldnt it be extrely easy for Tafel to find him if he conquered this land? Eventually, news of this would reach her as long as she was in the sa regionunless she couldnt understand anything the natives were saying either.
While Vur thought of a way to catch Tafels attention, five people were brought in front of him via a giant earthen hand. One of them was better dressed than the rest of the natives, and he said sothing, but of course, Vur didnt understand a single word. The two stared at each other, and the well-dressed man lowered his head. If he werent suspended in the air by the earthen hand, his forehead wouldve touched the ground.
I feel stinky. A green rock materialized on Vurs shoulder. But the place does sll a lot better now that I transported all that crud elsewhere. Zilphy blinked at the well-dressed man. Hes saying sothing. I can hear the wind whistling through his lips.
Can you understand him? Vur asked and raised an eyebrow.
Zilphy thumped her sticklike arm against her rocky body. Of course!
Really?
Zilphy wrinkled her eyes at Vur and snorted. Im an elental who can sense the tiniest changes in the wind. If I cant lipread, then there isnt anyone else in the world whos qualified to do that.
But hes speaking a different language.
Zilphy froze for a mont before snorting again. Dont compare us wind elentals with you normal people! I can understand what people want to say using the essence of the wind that their words release.
Vur tilted his head. Is that how it worked? Can you translate for ? Ill speak, and you translate.
Nope. Zilphy shook her body from side to side. I can understand their words through the essence of wind, but they cant understand .
What essence of wind? Shes lying to you. Mistle appeared on Vurs left shoulder and rolled her eyes. She pointed at Zilphy. And how dare you claim credit for my work? Im the one who transported all that crud away.
Nuh-uh! I did it! Zilphy crossed her arms over her chest. Dont listen to her, Vur.
There was a muttering sound, and Vur ignored the two elentals. The well-dressed man was speaking at the ground. Vur tapped on Zilphys head, pulling her away from her argunt with Mistle. Whats he saying?
Hes saying, uh, please, help his people! Zilphy bobbed up and down. You see that house over there? She pointed at a wide building. Theres sick people inside that house, and hes begging for you to cure them.
Vur scratched his head. I guess I can do that, he said and took another piece of at off the table before walking towards the house Zilphy pointed at. After all, he was eating their food, it wouldnt be right not to help them out. Besides, they were going to be his people anyway once he conquered them. Helping his people was helping himself.
Inside of the house, there were dozens of people lying down. They were covered with cloths and tree bark, but it was still easy to see the bumps and sores covering their bodies. Vur wrinkled his nose at the sll, and he waved his arm. A green wind washed over the sick people, and their bumps and sores shrank and healed. They groaned, and their eyelids rustled, and the won taking care of them stood up in shock.
All done, Vur said and turned around. He was greeted by a bunch of stunned faces; part of the crowd had followed him here. He nodded at them before turning towards Zilphy. What are they saying now?
Theyre obviously thanking you, silly! Anyone can tell you that even without the essence of wind.
Stella popped her head out of Vurs chest. Does this essence of wind really exist?
Zilphy snorted. If I say it does, then it does!
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