There are only a few insignificant shallow white marks, proving the futility of these uninvited guests.
"Holy Sanctuary."
The shamanesses once called this place, saying it was a divine domain where all weapons were forbidden.
It is nothing but a slightly harder stone.
And until all the attackers could no longer hold their weapons, falling helplessly under the dual pressure of strong recoil and harsh domain, the remaining ones despairingly gave up,
they left with the corpses of their companions, cursing the evil god of the enemy nation.
The boulder stood immovably, not responding to the curses of humankind, just as it had never responded to the prayers of the shamanesses.
Some humans chose to touch it, some chose to attack it.
But it is just a stone, merely existing here.
