The surroundings remained dead silent, the man's heavy panting unusually harsh in the quiet expanse.
The temperature gradually rose, the flagstones growing somewhat scorching. The heat burned against the man's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
If the High Priestess of the Shrine was willing to intervene, all problems would be easily resolved, but the response the man received was merely a cold "See you out."
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