Entering the temple, the High Priest quickly came before the statue of Uller, the God of Winter and Hunting.
Then, he prostrated himself on the ground, praying devoutly,
"Praise winter, praise hunting, praise the great Father God!"
His somewhat aged voice echoed through the rugged temple, and as he knelt, the statue suddenly radiated a silver glow, gradually enveloping the High Priest...
At the same time, the High Priest composed himself, slowly recounting the recent events in Sandstorm City, and requested to go to battle.
After reporting on the current situation, he quickly bowed his head, awaiting the new oracle from the True God.
The silver brilliance continued to envelop the temple.
But, unlike before, the High Priest found that this prayer did not get an immediate response from the Father God.
It was only after kneeling in the temple for more than ten minutes that a dignified and ancient voice resonated in his mind,
"Granted."
