The newly appointed chieftain remained kneeling where it was.
Its head stayed lowered, yet its thoughts couldn't settle with even the simplest of actions.
Who…
Who was it supposed to address? The answer should have been obvious.
The Oni.
No creature present could possibly deserve acknowledgment before the being capable of bringing entire tribes to its knees.
Yet, the Oni hadn't stepped forward.
Instead, it remained quietly behind the two monstrous women, allowing them to stand at the forefront.
The chieftain couldn't understand what that meant.
Were they its generals?
Its mates?
Or were they beings whose status stood high enough that even the Oni permitted them to speak first?
The longer it thought about it, the more convinced it became that approaching the Oni directly would be the greatest disrespect.
After all, why would a being as exalted as the Oni lower itself to speak with something like it?
Its trembling gaze slowly shifted toward the two women instead.
