The Oracle's prophetic words forced Xander to stop in his tracks and turn around. He walked up to the congregation and fixed his eyes on the High Priestess hiding behind the branches.
"I'm not very fond of riddles. What exactly do you want us to do?"
The High Priestess whispered something to another accompanying oracle, and she in turn stepped forward to relay her words.
"The Gods neither curse nor condemn an innocent soul. A Godless One suffers for the sins of another: a second soul that corrupts its being and shades it from the light of the divines."
The only thing Xander understood from this cryptic speech was that a second soul was responsible for the child's suffering. But the rest of her twisted words remained shrouded in mystery.
"What second soul are you talking about? Speak the hell up!"
Both the Oracles averted their eyes at once, lowering their heads and stepping back.
"Do you mean to say that this child's soul is linked to another?" Leena asked.
