"Forgive… me… my lord. For… I… have… sinned."
The hoarse voice of the high priest echoed inside the sun temple.
"Forgive… me… I… have… sinned."
The same words kept repeating over and over again, as it had for the last week. Ever since Adam had managed to escape from the werewolf's grasp, it had sought penance before the statue of the sun god.
Slash! Slash!
The sound of tearing echoed relentlessly in the temple, accompanied by the same words.
"Forgive… me… my savior. For… I… have… sinned."
The crimson light slipped through the gaping crack in the dome, bathing the temple in gentle yet frightening hues.
The stone angels stood atop pillars, their wings folded and their hands clasped together in a silent prayer. Their expressions were full of melancholy.
"Forgive… me… I… have… sinned."
Slash! Slash!
The high priest knelt before the statue, a barbed whip clenched in one hand. Again and again, it lashed its own back.
