"Jose, how many beast kin with racial abilities have you unearthed in total?" His Majesty the King glared for a long time before suddenly recalling to ask this rather pertinent question.
"Cats, three hundred and seven; rabbits, four hundred and twenty-four; ostriches, two hundred and ninety-five; bay crocodiles, sixty-nine." Mourinho reported a number that made His Majesty the King utterly distraught. Under his command, there were only a mere thirteen Cat-people who had unlocked racial abilities. Compared to the three hundred and seven under Mourinho, that thirteen seemed pathetically small.
"There are still quite a few beast kin we haven't been able to identify yet due to travel reasons, Mihai and I haven't had the opportunity to evaluate them, so this is just a preliminary number." The swan head priest, being an honest person, thus stabbed another stick into the king's heart.
