Soon, a priest dressed in a silky black robe emerged from one of the passages and walked to the front of the hall.
Jon lifted his gaze slightly to get a better look. The priest, who had received more blessings from the Lord, had neck scales of a deep blue hue and grayish skin on his face. Compared to the middle-aged man who had introduced him to the faith, the priest possessed even greater power.
When Jon had first joined the faith, he found the scales and gray skin rather peculiar and unusual. But now, he saw a certain beauty in it, as if this was what humans were meant to transform into, the evolution they should undergo.
Being a fisherman, he had spent most of his life dealing with the ocean, understanding its dangers and its vast treasures.
He knew that before they could explore and excavate, a necessary evolution was indispensable.
