"Let the ritual begin!"
As the gentle light of dawn fully enveloped Annasi Town, Thomas stood solemnly in the town square, slowly raising his head to gaze at the grand and sacred temple. His voice rang out with uplifting power, reverberating through the crisp morning air.
At his declaration, dozens of awakeners moved swiftly, placing the spellbeasts they had hunted over the past few days onto the tables in front of the temple. In the center of the offering table, several items had already been placed—ceremonial offerings hidden beneath silver domes, glinting faintly under the morning light.
As the sacrificial spellbeasts were laid out in place, the gathered townsfolk—already waiting with bated breath—widened their eyes and focused intently on Thomas, anticipation swelling in their hearts.
