Rowan cocked his head, he was silent for a brief moment before he replied, "Hold on to those for a moment longer, the time I need them would not be for long."
The Chaos Door looked at Rowan suspiciously, there were many things that had happened in this realm that made him reconsider their previous bargain, perhaps he might gain more than he already had.
His green eyes glinting with cunning, Labaletai stretched his head from the door, his neck elongating until his head came to stop by Rowan's side, he wanted to say something but he hesitated, memories of what Rowan had done to him in the past bringing up new pains, this creature was a terrifying monster, but still he might just be vulnerable, the Chaos Door decided he needed to test the waters first, and he looked at the billions of Blood Bound and muttered to himself, knowing Rowan would still hear him,
"You have been in this world for less than a million years and already you have spread your bloodline so widely? Jeez… here I thought I was the horny one. You never even gave them a name, they are just slaves, damn Rowan, I am cold, but even this is too much for me."
"You have no idea," Rowan smiled, his voice was incredibly cold, "Tell me Labaletai, how long have you been working with these Blood Slaves."
The Chaos Door coughed, suddenly thinking that he was playing a very dangerous game and his life and death hung on every word he said, "Who says I have been working with them? I was simply observing them, they are quite fascinating, these groups of mortals that hold a trace of your blood, there is great chaos inside of them."
Rowan's eyes shifted to the side, his gaze fixed on the eyes of Labaletai, and when the Chaos Door peered into the eyes of this mortal body of Rowan that resembled a black void filled with millions of golden stars that appeared to be in a constant state of birth and renewal, the Chaos Door shivered, before coughing and looking to the side,
"You told me that in the near future, you would be expecting my presence inside Doom Star, and after taking great pains to enter this fucked up realm, I never expected to be kept waiting for nearly a million years, I heard of the battle you fought against the Will of this realm, and if you did not leave traces behind I will never have believed that anyone except a Primordial would draw the attention of such a realm, but I guess you are you…hehe," the Chaos door chuckled nervously before continuing his speech under the relentless gaze of Rowan,
"And so I searched for your traces, I knew someone like you must always have a plan, and these were all I could find, these Blood Bounds, so I… interacted with them, I made no moves against your interest, I just spoke to them about some few things."
The Chaos Door looked at Rowan who remained silent, and to his horror he could not look away from Rowan's eyes, his body shook intensely, but he was helpless, even knowing that this body before him here was mortal, and was perhaps just a pawn Rowan was using while his real self hidden from this realm's eye, he could not move, finally, Rowan looked away, and the Chaos Door internally sighed with relief.
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