The lizard creature kept its face pressed flat against the floor, its entire body trembling while the weight of the figure in the chair pressed down on it.
"We... we spotted humans," the lizard stammered, its voice barely a whisper in the massive room, "they have entered the domain, my king."
The figure in the chair did not move, just sitting there in the shadows while the silence in the room stretched out, growing thicker by the second.
'Why is it wasting my time with this?' the king thought, his gaze dropping to the pathetic creature shaking on his floor.
Humans entered the domain all the time, wandering in from the outside world with no direction, and they never made it past the outer ruins. The sand worms and the stone guardians always tore them apart before they even got close to the village. There was absolutely no reason for him to be disturbed just because a few more adventurers had stumbled into the trap.
