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Tao looked around the Temple and thought that it would be better to build a powerful fort in this place in case of an enemy attack. Then he saw a door to the Chamber of Humility and thought that his former friend could definitely benefit from spending a couple of days there. But then he remembered that his friend had long been rotting in obscurity, and unfortunately, he was not worthy to answer for his misdeeds before the gods. Then Tao saw a stained-glass window with paintings of unknown women and thought that they could bring healthy and strong offspring. Then he recognized his goddess in one of the portraits – the one and only one he knew, revered, and respected. Apparently, she had some kind of disagreement with the mistress of this place, but it was not in his interest to find out the details.
Therefore, Tao knelt before the painting of Ira and Superbia, carefully removed the worn scabbard from his belt, and took out the familiar blade. Tao raised the weapon with the hilt up, as if offering it to the goddess of war, and then placed it on the floor in front of him. Then he folded his fists in front of his chest, bent his torso and head, closed his eyes, and muttered a prayer in the native dialect of his deceased village, since he knew no other. Tao asked the goddess for strength in the upcoming battles, so that his body would not fail him, his mind would be clear, and his soul would be resolute. So that the blade would strike down all weaker enemies, and if there were stronger ones, it would grant him a warrior's death.