There is a different type of energy present here, my ability is not good enough to distinguish it in its entirety, but, it is a completely different energy than the primordial energy.
It is emanating from the center of the bright light on the stage, then this energy travels through the light trying to enter the bodies of all the people present.
The man to the north, with a golden beard touching the floor, no teeth and a golden tongue split in two stops looking at the big bright light, pauses before looking at us, I mean all the people who are not on the stage.
His tongue, split in two like a snake's, moves slightly, staining his chin with a kind of golden saliva that resembles gold in a liquid state.
Each drop of his golden saliva that falls to the floor resounds like a drop of water from the sky to a lake inside a cave, his empty sockets watching us as if he had eyes.
An invisible pressure brings everyone but those on stage to their knees.
