A demonic flame danced.
A shaman priest wearing a bony mask mixed some black powder and sprinkled it on the flame. The rising flame burst instantly, and countless images could be seen vaguely. A special power expanded; it seemed that some existence was awakened. This power woke up with the ancient prayer, and then gradually integrated into the old shaman priest. Soon he closed his eyes tremblingly, as if he was connecting with some existence.
"Danger!...do not attack the enemy!... Outsider!... Very dangerous!..."
Vague messages had gone into his head. The shaman trembled, opened his eyes, and said, "The ancients had spoken to me!..."
"Do not attack the outsiders; they are dangerous!"
In front of the shaman was a totem; it seemed to be different from the tribe Soran annihilated. This spirit did not seem to be emitting an evil aura and even seemed to have some wisdom. When the spirit was awoken, it seemed to be neutral.
Everything was silent.
