Chapter 363: The Caller Calls (5)
The massive sea serpent, with its bronze-hued scales, struck Isaac as oddly familiar.
"This must be the serpent I saw watching me when I consumed the Caller’s flesh."
Feeling a suspicion stirring within him, Isaac opened his mouth to speak.
“Amundalas, is that you?”
The bronze sea serpent flicked its tongue briefly before answering Isaac through a mental ripple.
[Yes, it is I. We seem to meet quite often lately.]
It had only been earlier that evening when Isaac last encountered Amundalas in Urbansus. Yet, here he was, back again—or so it seemed. Twice in one day was more than enough for someone who rarely ventured into Urvansus.
Even accounting for Miarma being the sacred ground of the Salt Council, this felt excessive.
Amundalas’s mental tone carried a mix of emotions as she spoke again.