The more (Jova Hakam) experiences Delgis' dreams, the more he is sure of her communication with her, which is similar to the revelation of the black gods for the tribes of (Badududu) to which he belongs.
There are two strange dreams he has had since his birth. He asked her about them, but she warned him not to be in the places he mentioned and did not explain the meaning of the two dreams.
In the first dream, he saw himself in the arena of lion wrestling, and a strange-looking man approached him and then hurt him. He has never missed a match with a lion before, and he has never been abused by a man like this in his entire life.
In the second dream, he sees himself in a ship crowded with slaves. He is not a slave, but for some reason, he was placed with them, and the ship subjected him to another kind of hurt, terrifying kind. Therefore, he never rode in his life on a slave ship for fear of realizing this particular dream. And he's going to heed the witch's advice about this particular dream anyway.
This time, too, she is honest, the gathering place is indeed the ruins of the Temple of the Believers Crabs.
He watched the place for a long time from afar, until he sensed the movement of someone inside, and advanced briskly like a cat.
He crept behind that man, wrapped his neck with his huge muscular arm, then drew a sharp knife in his other hand and placed it in front of his face to frighten him: "Who are you?" But the man did not fear him, and he slipped from under his arm in an astonishing technique. He literally disintegrated, his head separated from his neck, his parts fell to the ground, and then regrouped as he stood before the tribal warrior, saying: "But who are you?"
Neither of them had met his mate before, so Jova said in amazement, "So this is what Akradar's warlocks look like? You are Drups?" (Drups) contemplated his long hair, and his muscular body, which had been afflicted by dozens of stab wounds and old military injuries.
"I no longer use this hateful nickname, for lions are very revered by the Badudodo people."
"Of course, selling its tusks is very profitable and very valuable." Jova felt angry as he replied: "This was not the reason that forced me to hunt them. We have an old tradition of wrestling lions to reach leadership, only people like me deserve it. You are a circus clown who does not understand tribal intricacies and military affairs."
"A clown made it to Aynur's den before you, and lost his arm to test her defences."
(Jova) noticed his amputated arm, or the dislocated for more accuracy, and asked him in curiosity: "Is it so dangerous?"
Suddenly they heard Hazad's voice saying, "This god Cancer is so miserable."
They turned and saw a horse-rider entering the semi-ruined temple, pointing to a gigantic statue in front, at the end of the main hall. The statue represented a titan man kneeling on one knee, and raising his arms in the form of two crab pincers to the sky, and one of those pincers was completely hidden and destroyed, so that his form seemed imperfect, especially since the missing arm was above the left knee lying on the ground.
Hazad spat in front of the statue, then towed Seolo's crest, and confronted his two companions, continuing, "Unfortunately, there are no longer enough believers in Cancer to compel them to be indignant." He smiled in delight, Drups exchanged a look with Jova, who cautiously said, "Are all heretics as provocative as you?"
"They are not alike, would you like to discuss to prove it to you?". "Beware, Lions Thug," said Drups sharply, "they have a special way of acquiring hostilities, and as long as he is on his armoured horse, I do not advise you to argue with him." A war-tribes man was certainly aware of the danger of heretics, and that they were the most prominent swordsmen of (Orioum) in a duel over their scrapped-tail horses., "No, I do not want to argue with you, murderer."
Hazad laughed, not going down from Seolo, and said, "You goddamn warlock, you just spoiled me a fruitful argument." Suddenly they heard a phrase as cold as snow from a new visitor, who shivered at them with his presence: "Do you intend to kill your fellows from the beginning, you a heretic?"
His features spoke of his gender, with crystal-blue eyes, white skin of a heavenly shadow, and the pale, colourless hair that usually distinguishes icemen, and yet, despite Seolo's turbulence and frightened neighing, Hazad asked him: "Are you a real iceman?".
The Iceman advanced from the entrance to the shattered temple, staring at them, counting them and identifying their souls.
An ordinary Ice Man could absorb negative energy from any living creature and accurately determine their fear level.
And this is what he began to determine before he made his decision about them, in the temple of (Believers Crabs).
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