Ever since that man came to our #&^$**, our king created rules that forced us to consume human flesh ever since. Oftentimes forcing our #&^$**'s army to go out to start wars against our neighboring #&^$**s in order to create an endless supply of human flesh for the citizens of our #&^$** to consume.
Ever since that fateful day, we've had no choice but to consume the flesh of our neighboring #&^$**. But we can only do as told by our king. Eating human meat is now normal for the citizens of our #&^$**. But most of us still hate eating it."
After quietly answering Jaiym's question, he then quickly went back to cooking again, after looking around one last time to make sure he wasn't heard by anyone but Jaiym and Rufut.
A short minute later, when he didn't hear a response from Rufut or Jaiym, as they were too busy contemplating the information they had just received, which was slightly shocking to them, Nubta chuckled to himself before saying loudly. "Human meat is called taboo where you come from? Well, some of us citizens kind of love eating taboo. I'm going to make a signature dish in the future and call it Taboo!" It seemed due to the difference in dialect he couldn't understand what the word taboo actually meant. So he thought it was another name for human meat, and laughed at his own ingenuity, and the new strange word that he had just learned.
Hearing his words, disgusted both Rufut and Jaiym. So they both stood up at the same time, and left the tavern, completely ignoring the mad laughter of the burly man behind them, who was too busy cooking and thinking about a new food recipe to pay attention to them any longer.
As the two were about to exit the tavern, Jaiym thought to himself, as a dangerous aura started to leak out from his body. "Should I kill him?'
After thinking this, he slowly looked back at Nubta with a simple intense glare, that caused the laughing man to stop laughing and cooking abruptly. The intense glare from Jaiym made Nubta's heart stop beating immediately.
An invisible force seemed to have gripped his heart tightly, and had isolated it from the rest of his body, causing him extreme pain and discomfort. As his body suffered from cardiac arrest, and his mind felt like it was being stared at by a frighteningly dangerous predator, he couldn't help but shiver constantly in shock and terror. Just a few seconds later, Jaiym sighed in sadness, and sympathy before looking away from the shocked cook with another thought in his mind. 'No need to kill him…he's not the problem. He's only a symptom of a bigger problem.'
After looking away, the dying Nubta's heart started beating widely again. It seemed the invisible force from before had released its tightened grip on Nubta's aching heart. Cold sweat had already covered his entire body by the time his heart restarted desperately on its own.