"Stand down, rat. Your King is here," Kael declared in a deep commanding tone as though he was leaving no room for resistance.
The Primordial Rats, all six of them, looked at Kael with weary eyes.
They had every right to be wary. The Primordial Rat could somewhat feel that even though Kael was in front of him, he was also surrounded.
Kael being in front of him was no different from being behind and beside and locking him down from every angle.
The Primordial Rat was surrounded, he was constrained.
He remembered this feeling, it was the feeling he had grown up hating the most.
"Who are you?" One of the Primordial Rats asked as the others looked around.
"Fret not, rat. I'm a Primordial, just like you.
I am the All-King, leader of the lion civilization.
What is your name?"
Kael's face was stern but he spoke with a hint of kindness and harmlessness in his tone.
Kael was very interested in the cloning ability of this Primordial and had been studying it.
