Pov Hella's:
We were suddenly in a different place, we were no longer in the hut of this cursed village, we were in a cemetery full of tombstones made with dark purple marble, it was a cemetery with a little more than 100 graves.
Facing me was a Man wearing simple clothes, he had 2 pairs of light purple eyes with a completely black fifth eye on his forehead, he had black hair braided to the side and wore a purple and black Mage's cloak, his skin was marked with glowing Runes almost making him look like someone from the Runic Race.
"As I said before, I bring you here, I hope it wasn't too inconvenient."
"..." (I)
I looked around and then at the man in front of us, I could feel what he was and I'm sure the other two noticed it too.
"I'm sorry for the lack of respect, but I can't kneel as expected when meeting a God, my Master preaches respect for belief and not for position." (I)
