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Inside the tent of the tribal chief, the atmosphere was solemn and serious. Five chosen members sat in a circle, while the tribal chief sat in a high position, his gaze deep and filled with anticipation and trust.
"The preservation ceremony is about to take place," the tribal chief spoke, his voice grand and solemn, "This is one of the most important ceremonies for our tribe, and it is also to maintain the balance of Aldoria Continent."
tribal chief continued, "This preservation ceremony is not only crucial for our orc tribe, but also for the balance of the entire Aldoria Continent. The four major races will participate together, making it a moment filled with significance and ritual. Therefore, I urge everyone to be mindful of their words and actions, and to not embarrass us, but instead to demonstrate the dignity and strength of our orc tribe. We must show our unity and resilience in front of the other races; this is our greatest asset."
His words were filled with anticipation and pressure. This ceremony is extremely important for the entire continent, and every participant must exert their utmost effort to ensure the smooth and successful completion of the ceremony.
He continued to explain the importance of the ritual, as well as its history and significance. Then, he mentioned the departure time and itinerary for tomorrow. "We will depart at 5 a.m. tomorrow morning for the Karen Peak. This journey will take four days, and we must stay alert as this mission is full of challenges and dangers. Please rest well and prepare the necessary items."
The tribal chief's gaze then turned to Soulgear and Glo'Mok, indicating that they needed to stay behind.
"Soulgear, Glo'Mok," said the tribal chief, "Please stay, I have some additional matters to discuss. The others can leave."
The other three members silently stood up and left the tent, leaving Soulgear and Glo'Mok face to face with the tribal chief.
Glo'Mok felt a hint of embarrassment and pressure, as he found himself caught between two important figures, "Crystar" Soulgear and "tribal chief" Sorak. The gaze of "Crystar" Soulgear was filled with curiosity and assessment as he carefully scrutinized Glo'Mok, seemingly trying to understand if this young shaman was worthy of being part of the preservation ritual.
Just as he felt nervous, "tribal chief" Sorak displayed a relaxed smile, looking at the scene as if he already knew Glo'Mok's unease. His smile revealed a sense of understanding and tolerance, as if telling Glo'Mok that everything would be okay.
Glo'Mok felt that he was in a very special environment. He knew that each member of this team would have a very important mission to undertake. He had to overcome embarrassment and pressure, and face the upcoming challenges with firm steps.
"Crystar" suddenly shook his head, looking somewhat dissatisfied. He spoke, "I don't think this guy is qualified." Soulgear's words made Glo'Mok feel a little down, but he immediately straightened himself up, preparing to face Soulgear's evaluation.
Soulgear suddenly began to count the flaws in Glo'Mok's physique. His voice was as calm and professional as a doctor's, pointing out each seemingly minor but potentially disadvantageous feature in battle. "Look at your hands, too slender, not strong enough," Soulgear pointed at Glo'Mok's hands, continuing to explain, "When engaging with enemies, you need enough strength to resist their attacks."
He then moved to Glo'Mok's feet, saying, "Your feet are too small, the grip won't be stable. On rugged mountain paths, a stable gait is crucial."
Then, Soulgear criticized Glo'Mok for his lack of thigh muscles and other physical shortcomings. His words were like a ruthless examination, causing Glo'Mok to feel increased pressure and doubt his own abilities.
Soulgear's expression suddenly became tense, and he turned to Chief Saulrak urgently, saying anxiously, " Sorak, you also saw that dream, right? I heard rumors while I was outside, someone indeed wants to break the seal and let the demons return to reality. We must be prepared now!"
Soulgear's voice carries a warning, clearly expressing his concerns and vigilance. Suddenly, he forcefully slams tribal chief's table, creating a deafening sound to show his firm stance. He no longer tolerates delays and hopes tribal chief understands the seriousness of the threat and is prepared to respond.
Glo'Mok suddenly feels a shiver, as his grandmother's prophecy from last night reappears in his mind, seemingly foretelling a future filled with danger. He hesitates for a moment, but when Chief Saulrak notices his unusual expression, he has no choice but to respond.
"Son of Saurfang," Chief Saulrak asked with concern, "have you seen something?"
Feeling the pressure, Glo'Mok knew he couldn't hide his grandmother's prophecy, so he tried to answer in a calm tone, "Tribal chief, last night I had a strange dream. My grandmother, Saurfang, appeared in the dream and said something about a preservation ritual and a crisis on the continent. She seemed to be warning us, but I'm not sure of the details." Glo'Mok's voice carried doubt and unease, hoping the tribal chief could provide some guidance or explanation.
Soulgear suddenly grabbed Glo'Mok by the collar, his face full of anger, his eyes sharp as a knife. He roared, " Glo'Mok, are you sure you're not lying? This concerns the safety of the entire continent, and I won't allow even the slightest falsehood!"
Glo'Mok was startled by Soulgear's intense reaction, but he firmly responded, "I'm not lying, Lord Crystar. This was my dream last night, and I don't fully understand its meaning either."
At this moment, Chief Saulrak unusually showed anger. He loudly called out to Soulgear, "Stop!" Chief Saulrak rarely showed anger, shouting, "Soulgear, this is your problem! You are always self-centered, always thinking that only you can protect everything. Why are you unwilling to trust others? We must unite to face future crises."
Soulgear felt the reproach of the tribal chief and released Glo'Mok's collar. His face still showed doubt and dissatisfaction, but he knew it was not the time to argue. The current situation was too important, and the balance of the entire continent could be threatened.
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