Wang Yi had only studied the Ancient Divine Language for a few days, making him less than a novice. How could he possibly understand the long string of words she suddenly uttered?
Since he couldn't understand, he didn't reply. Wang Yi had no intention of closing his eyes, but he avoided meeting Tarvali's gaze and said to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion beside him, "Don't make eye contact with this desiccated corpse. Lower all your heads!"
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion was naturally dauntless and felt no fear toward the Mad God, but it was obedient. It lowered all its heads at once, no longer staring at her.
Tarvali spoke again, her voice a string of hisses and guttural clicks.
