"Speak, everyone has the right to express their opinion. Before God, we are all equal."
"...Thank you, High Priest."
Grinding his teeth, the middle-aged man clad in a ceremonial robe admitted that, in his view, Kasim was an exceptional Godhood Practitioner whom he believed he could not match.
Had it not been for such a turn of events, he felt he would never have dared challenge the other's authority.
But now, having glanced surreptitiously at Lord Aibu in the distance, the middle-aged man ignored the astonishment and warnings in the other's eyes and took a step forward.
"High Priest, what I want to say is that we have suffered too many disasters,"
"Violent winds, heavy rains, plagues."
"The dead returning to the world of the living, the earth shaking apart."
"You have always told us that these are the curse of the Evil God, the calamities summoned by those sinful Hebrews, and that All Gods would end it all, but what has happened?"
