"So..." Northern's voice turned businesslike again. "What is this place? What's the situation here?"
Nebulous Lord scratched the middle of his head, roughing his already roughened dark hair more. He looked like he was searching for the answers there, as if they might be hidden somewhere in his scalp.
"Well… I'm not too clear on the situation myself… I think they spoke more with mother." He paused, frowning. "The woman though, the old one with the spear, she's really difficult to figure out. She smiles even to me when she knows I'm not human. That kind of smile should be reserved for humans, shouldn't it?"
Nebulous Lord looked genuinely baffled by the nature of the said woman.
Northern exhaled.
'Of course he doesn't know anything useful.'
"Alright… so… what about Abyss Tyrant?"
Nebulous Lord looked at Northern.
"Oh, that one?"
Northern looked back at him.
"That… one?"
He narrowed his eyes at Nebulous Lord.
