The Lizardman was confused, "Pride?"
Even through the crystal's projection, Ludwig could see the hesitation in the skeleton's posture, head tilting slightly, jaw parting as if the word didn't have a hook to attach to. It wasn't feigned ignorance.
It was the blank spot of someone who had lived through hundreds of loops without ever being allowed to name the hand turning the wheel.
"The entity…" Ludwig said.
"I know not of such things, I thought you meant that as the sin of pride." The lizardman replied carefully trying not to sound either foolish or obtuse.
"Close enough, but it seems like you're unaware." Ludwig thought for a second.
"Then tell me something," Ludwig said. "Why did the orcs change?"
He kept his tone even, but his mind was already moving faster than his mouth. If the skeleton didn't know Pride as an entity, it still might know the symptom, the shift, the escalation, the moment the cycle stopped being "normal."
