Chapter 377: Long time no see
Chapter 377: Long time no see
Under the pale light of the moon, Lyerin stood on the raised ceremonial platform at the heart of his tribe’s sacred grounds.
He was clad in his simple, dark robes that seemed to blend seamlessly with the night.
Around him, the winds carried an otherworldly hum, their soft whispers harmonizing with his slow, deliberate chants.
His voice was deep and resonant, rising and falling in intricate patterns that wove a palpable tension into the air.
He spoke in a language unknown to the soldiers, ancient and powerful, a tongue that carried the weight of forgotten gods and forsaken realms.
Before him loomed the towering statue of the Stonehooves Tribe Minotaur, a masterfully crafted monument of stone and metal that stood as a testament to an age long past.
The figure’s muscular frame was intricately detailed, its massive horns curling upward in a display of strength and defiance.
Its stone eyes seemed to glow faintly in the moonlight, as though they were aware of the ritual being conducted before them.
In one hand, it held a colossal war axe, its edges chipped from countless battles; in the other, it clutched a broken chain, a symbol of liberation and resilience.
The statue stood motionless at first, an imposing, silent guardian. But as Lyerin continued his chant, his words growing in intensity, the air around it began to change.
A faint shimmer appeared in the space surrounding the statue, a distortion that rippled like heat waves on a summer’s day.