The Bishop nodded at the changed man.
"Much better."
"It's real! The gods have truly given us a chance!"
"I want to go next! I want to become one of the chosen as well!"
"Oh, dear gods! Bless us with your grace! Give us power!"
"Dear gods, grant us power!"
The humans who had been kneeling behind the Russian all started to raise their voices while putting their heads to the ground in worship to the now-changed man! They had a look of awe and reverence in their eyes as they worshiped the anima as gods, and the Bishop just sighed and fell back to lie down again while ignoring them!
Humans were nothing but ingredients that they needed to make their army stronger. If not for the fact that they needed these humans, the bishop would have killed them all a long time ago.
