At this moment, Julian no longer had the fearful, timid appearance from before; he was silent, his eyes harboring madness, taking step by step closer to Paland.
Paland immediately got excited, licking his bloodthirsty fangs, recalling the intoxicating sweet and metallic taste of Julian's blood back then that made him unable to forget.
Previously, letting this bird hide from him, ignoring his existence was also because there were important matters that needed priority. He couldn't neglect the great cause of uniting the tribes just for the desire to tease a small bird; women and amusement were merely secondary.
Now the overall situation was decided, power was in his hands, and Julian just happened to deliver himself to the door, like a piece of fat delivered to a cat's mouth, what reason was there not to eat to his heart's content.
