Prophecy

Kang spoke in an austere voice, "I didn't intend to jest as well, back then you prophesied of the grand arrival of a 'Divine Liberator', a 'True Celestial', that would bless upon these lands that served him something that none of these blockheads with insufficient attainments could ever fathom the virtue of… freedom. Now as my very limited time is being ground down by these very walls that gave me life, I wish to know… does this individual's fate lie with me?"

The gravity of the situation finally affected Elmheim as he replied with a slight frown, "Even if I were to relinquish my wrinkled skin, rotten flesh, and withering soul, I'm afraid brother Kang shall remain without an answer. I can solely accept my inability here."

A dreadful and gloomy aura unintentionally began to flicker around the 3 meters tall giant while Elmheim sipped his tea in silence. 

Kang's eyes also began to redden, words as mighty as himself coming out of his mouth,