Why was someone so great and mighty… An ancient figure with such deep and vast knowledge, trapped here?
Zephyr could already infer a few things from the information Lytheron had given so far.
Lytheron had mentioned that his, and the other grey clothed's souls were trapped in these monster bodies to "nurture the current generation…"
If that was the case, then what was in it for them?
What did they stand to gain?
Lytheron had not looked like he was being forced into divulging the secret history of Astralis at all.
In fact, he'd looked very eager to do it.
And that was what rubbed Zephyr the wrong way.
An elf of his stature. A Tier 8 Paragon. Reduced to the point where he now inhabited the body of a stout, weird-looking monster, living in a deep cavern underground some unknown world somewhere… and yet he was still eager to perform his duties?
No. That didn't sit right with Zephyr.
