I chuckled. "You really don't like her, do you?"
"I mean… Pyromancy?" she sighed. "Why not Flame Master or Fire Weaver... I would even accept Temperature Controller." a defeated chuckle left her.
"No way. That sounds worse." I shook my head. "Pyromancy sounds cool."
She sighed. "Anyway. The older a species, the longer their lifespan. This also lowers the fertility. Evolution is attempting to imitate Halves." she looked me directly in the eye.
"Yes." I nodded. "My species information says that. 'You are the existence evolution strives to achieve.' it says." I read it.
She nodded with a smile.
"Anyway, back to the people." She leaned back.
She then proceeded to list every single species in Galeia. I almost fell asleep.
Lamia, Harpies, Centaurs, Minotaurs, Merfolk, Dryads, Nymphs, Oni, and much more. The wild ones were too many to mention, and I heard some concerning things like undead and cursed ones.
