He knew that Kaen likely wouldn’t approve of his methods, but he wouldn’t make the same mistake that he had last time. He would dominate the tribes with fear, and kill any that suggested they were going to rebel. Thanks to his unique ocular powers, this was easy for him. He would know their alignment and general beliefs, so he could easily silence any resistance.
The scent of blood carried on the breeze drawing the attention of various animals, but none were brave enough to attack him. His drawn swords were enough of a warning for the intelligent creatures inhabiting the area. ‘The beasts are smarter than the people around here…’ He couldn’t help but feel this based on the intelligence of his wyvern and the beasts who understood that there were some things that they shouldn’t mess with. From his perspective, if the people who attacked the village stopped to think for even a moment, they would realize that they shouldn’t have targeted a village associated with him.
He wasn’t extremely well known throughout the world, but his name had started circulating recently. Even if they didn’t actively associate with the major towns, the villages received news regularly and would know of him. They would also know that he was related to the village. He intended to make sure that they regretted disregarding him.
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