And yet, Chief Tobi was willing to embrace this dangerous gamble. For him, this was more than a change of class.
It was a declaration, a shedding of the bloodlust and vengeance that had defined his life. He would remake himself, not as a Warrior bound to rage and violence, but as a Shaman, a man of wisdom and balance.
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Gray sat cross-legged behind Chief Tobi, the weight of the moment pressing heavily on his shoulders. His hands were steady, though his mind was far from calm.
This was no simple task.
But Gray was once the most celebrated human hero. He had learnt from the human god himself.
He began murmuring in a low tone, the ancient language of the human god slipping past his lips like a hymn. The air grew thick, the cabin's dim lanterns flickering as though responding to the divine words.