172 Legend Of The Green Monk

The Mayan crowd exchanged nervous glances and murmurs among them in response to Tyler's words. It's as if they had heard the death knell.

"Did he say he came here for the Green Monk?"

"Is the foreigner suicidal?"

"Maybe he is ignorant about Yaax Monje's power?"

Kat walked up to Tyler and turned him towards herself by the shoulder. "What nonsense are you spouting? Why would you come seeking him in your wildest dreams? Tell me that is a lie!"

The young man reined in his excitement for a moment. Clearly, the Mayans knew a great deal about the Green Monk, but they were terrified of the entity. If Tyler appeared too excited, they might clam up and refuse to share information that he desperately needed. The last thing he wanted to do was force or hypnotize a community that had lost loved ones on the same day.

"I didn't mean to scare your followers," he said to the goddess calmly. "The purpose for making El Abyssium my destination was to find and extract a rare spiritual object—a chakra need