Feierbahah, bound by two sailors, knelt there like a dead dog. Blood mixed with saliva trickled slowly from the corner of his mouth. Madness shone from his face as he muttered incomprehensible, babbling nonsense that no normal person could understand.
Is this Feierbahah being controlled by something on the island? Charles looked at the nearby Floating Island in surprise. Both his tone and the things he said were completely different from the Feierbahah clone they had encountered before.
Seeing that the other was still staring intently at him, Charles thought for a few seconds and then walked forward, intending to communicate. No matter what this thing is, at least it can use human language. Since it can speak and listen, maybe I can get something out of its words. "Who are you? Is this island your territory?"
"Hehehehe..." Feierbahah hung his head and laughed quietly, showing no reaction to Charles's inquiry.
