Upon laying eyes upon her, Su Yang felt the cadence of his heart quicken with each pulsation. He subconsciously grasped his chest and began breathing heavily.
A slight pain runs up my leg and I glance down to see what's going on, only to find one of those horrific drill-worms has latched onto my right-rear leg. In fact, it hasn't just latched on, it's trying to tunnel its way into my leg!
Even worse, I can see dozens, maybe hundreds of little slugs rushing towards me through the slime, their heads ending in what appear to be sharp, drill-like teeth.
"He has taken a vow of silence," she said, a downcast look on her face. "He does not speak, and will not, until the Great One emerges once again. Out of respect, it has become custom not to speak in his presence."