Chapter 118
Four birdfolk led over a thousand birdfolk as they flew in formation.
“Hoot! I see them!”
“Hoot! Those humans insulted Brother Saurix’s death!”
“Hoot! Catch those thieves!”
“Hoot! Sir Rermus will be joining us soon! Capture them before he arrives!”
The four birdfolk in the lead were all owl birdfolk and siblings of the dead Saurix. They were Paurix, Chaurix, Taurix, and Kaurix, all Rankers within the top one hundred of the birdfolk ranking. They had black eyes, round heads, beaks curved like a fishing hook, and wings of white and brown feathers.
They were enraged at the thieves who fled with the artifacts excavated from the Pollon Nest dungeon. They believed the dungeon was cleared thanks to their eldest brother Saurix’s sacrifice, but the humans had taken the spoils for themselves.
“Hoot! We will head to the aforementioned place!”
“Hoot! As briefed, your mission is to lure them there!”