It did not take long for the restless to notice Loimos's unconcealed approach, turning around, the stagnant soul energy within its face-hole seemed to squint like an eye, the restless feeling confused, livings should know not to approach one of the great trees, only their strongest would dare, and even then, they tended to not bother.
"Do you have a death wish?" speaking in a guttural, somewhat masculine voice, the restless held out his claws forward, as though challenging the living before him.
The language used was the exact same as that of the livings.
It was only after noticing an intruder that the restless revealed a thin, segmented clubbed tail which had probably been wrapped around his waist and hidden beneath the clothes he wore, moving it as well as an arm, it revealed itself to be twice as long as the restless was tall.