"Milk"

"Do you understand?" Burak asked loudly in an authoritative tone of voice. His previous nonchalant attitude disappeared instantly when he addressed them, as did their lack of enthusiasm.

Even though they were drained from the continuous fighting which had been going on since before Hao Xuan arrived at the scene, hearing Burak's words they couldn't help but be invigorated for what was to come.

Hao Xuan on the other hand was quite confused. From what Burak had said these threadworm-controlled creatures came out in waves every few days. How and why was that possible? Where did they come from exactly? Was it only when the barbarians arrived here or did they do so regardless?

From the sound of it, it wasn't their first time entering the Pyramid.

While Hao Xuan was busy thinking to himself, Burak turned around and glanced at the Pug that was hiding just five meters behind Hao Xuan. He looked directly at it in one go as if he knew it was there from the start.