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[Spirit Mountain Sect - Sect Leader's Chambers]
The sect leader's chambers were awash with the calming glow of enchanted lanterns as Yaretzi sat before a peculiar doctor. The woman had an aura of timeless grace, her hair the color of moonlight flowing freely down her back. Her eyes, akin to twin starlit pools, held a depth of knowledge and wisdom that commanded reverence. The soft melody of her voice, clear as the bubbling spring, served as a comforting lullaby to the anxious.
Yaretzi held out her arm, and with a small silver knife, she let a few drops of her blood fall into a crystal bowl filled with flames. She also added a few drops of her urine, watching as the flames hissed and changed colors. Viracocha, watching from the corner of the room, frowned, his ancient eyes filled with concern.
"Is this truly necessary?" Viracocha questioned, his deep voice echoing through the chamber.
