He feels bare, unprotected, having put down his armor and sword at the entrance to the temple. Weapons are not allowed past this point, any bloodshed within the temple is considered a grave sin punishable by death. The air is thick with ceremonial incenses and sweet oils, clouding his senses and making it hard to breathe. Past the sheer silk curtains he can see the figure of the Oracle sitting in the heart of the temple. He falls to his knees Radiant Eyes, I have come to ask for your guidance.
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