"Well..." John's mind stalled for a second. He hadn't expected the Bulltors to weave such a wild narrative around what he was doing. "When you finally join my side, I'll tell you the secret of this ritual. I've already shared the truth with the other Bulltors currently under my command."
"Speaking of which," Lilith added, her curiosity matching Blakar's, "you keep mentioning these Bulltors on your side. You spoke of the Blue Sacred Challenge as if members of our race had already pledged themselves to a human. Who exactly are they?"
"Ah, about that," John said, seeing no harm in providing names. "It's a small group of eleven Bulltors, led by a Bulltor called Lanmar..."
"Lanmar?!!"
Before John could finish his sentence, Galnar erupted. The wounded giant, who had been brooding in the back, stepped forward with a loud, mocking shout. "That useless coward Lanmar? He's good for nothing but running and screaming in panic! He's a disgrace to all of us!"
