Beneath the night sky, in the moonlight.
The giant snake Nidhogg stretched its 40-meter-long body.
Toran, Mr. Gwen, and Mrs. Gwen knelt down immediately, their faces etched with devotion, the kind filled with utter fervor.
Yet, this fervor was not the same.
Having endured the betrayal of the former High Priest Achisto, Toran had been heartbroken, and if it weren't for Grindelwald's words to "seek the true god," this young priest would have sought death long ago.
Thus, the "God of the Inland River" had already become the last straw saving this young priest's life.
In the name of "faith," there was hope to live on.
Therefore, looking at the giant snake Nidhogg, the young priest's fervor was the most pure.
So pure it shone as brilliantly as life itself.
Mr. Gwen's fervor, on the other hand, was more of a scholarly practice.
It was the ecstatic joy of seeing what he sought in books become reality.
This joy too was fervent.
