Even seeing from afar I could already bear the identity of the two people coming toward me, their Auras and their mounts were giving away who they were.
I made the others wait for our guests to arrive, they could only be Priests or Servants of the Demon Goddess of Death and the Goddess of Life.
When they got close to me and got off their mounts something strange happened, the one who had an Aura of death around stepped on the grass causing it to die while the one next to her stepped on the grass making flowers grow.
This very different view next to each other was confusing my mind, but even so, I approached them.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Zenos." (I)
"Nice to meet you, I'm a new High Priest of the Church of Death, my name is Henry." (Henrique)
"Hello, I'm the High Priestess of the Temple of Life, my name is Yaramaki, but you can call me Yara." (Yara)
