"High Priest! High Priest!"
The panic-stricken cries echoed down the corridor, as the old priest sitting cross-legged on the black stone opened his eyes, gazing at the wizard who tumbled in, a fleeting glimmer in the depths of his eyes.
"Dunbu! The old priest is resting!"
A young wizard attending him pointed at Dunbu's nose and scolded, "Visits are strictly prohibited in the Temple at night, don't you know?!"
"Dead... They're all dead..."
Dunbu collapsed on the ground, as if he didn't hear the young wizard's rebuke, his face ashen, murmuring to himself.
"Who's dead?" The young wizard frowned.
"Meda... and Natro... dead... not a single one left..."
The young wizard wanted Dunbu to clarify the situation, but the old priest shook his head, gesturing for him to bring over a cup of thick brown liquid for Dunbu to drink.
