"You know Slav?" Darius was looking at Pryion, and he could see there was something he knew about Slav, and it was something very important.
"Slav the greed? The 12th scholar of the ouroboros?" Pryion stepped back a bit, looking at Darius, "He was one of the strongest adversaries I had ever faced in my long life as the Aeres's champion."
Darius's jaw dropped when he heard that Pryion had gone toe to toe with Slav. It was not clear what happened or how he knew the being, but he was sure that there was something more about it.
"What was he like? And why do I have a feeling he is way more than a crazy basilisk that tried to kill me…"
Pryion sat down on the floor, he was looking at Darius. "Do you wish for me to tell you about him?"
"Yes! Please, I need to know, maybe there will be a way to stop the visions I have been getting." Darius sat down, looking at Pryion, he didn't want anything to keep surprising him.
