Gracie knew that the deity she was confronting was unlike any deity she had known about before, completely different from those within the city-states. It was like blazing a trail, where every step had to be taken with extreme caution, for a single misstep could result in immediate death or something even more terrifying than death.
Today marked the ninth sacrifice, and Gracie pondered the backlash of power from the main deity yesterday, ultimately deciding on a sacrifice that consisted of a dismembered offering and a living offering. This was already an exceedingly small number, only present in village-level illuminated lands, and it was typically something only the lowest-ranking apprentice priests would do, otherwise risking the wrath of the deity.
Gracie was venturing to test the limits of the deity. She knew it was sacrilegious and dangerous, and that at any moment she might die or fall into a fate more tragic than death, but she had no choice.
