Game Time AM08:20
At the Peak of Holy Mountain Sumer, inside the Enlightenment Temple, amidst rustling winds
When Motan and Yizou found Fire Yang, he was surrounded by a mass of young orcs, the noise was so deafening one could hardly be heard without shouting. The red-haired shaman at the heart of the crowd looked disheveled and the very image of misery, as if he had been bullied by a group of strong men for half an hour [data deleted]. Seeing Motan at the doorway, he darted out like a frantic Ya Ya, yelling "Let's talk later, let's talk later" while tugging on Motan's sleeve and running outside.
"What's going on?"
A bemused Motan first glanced back at the young orcs still longing for more, then turned to Fire Yang with a puzzled look and asked, "Why are you running?"
Turning his head back, Fire Yang shot him an irritated glare and muttered angrily while running, "It's all because of you!"
"What did I do?"
