Head priest Eluin's face twisted in fury, his voice rising with righteous indignation.
"You ungrateful fool! You do not understand what is good for you or your people. You bask in peace, in safety—and yet you turn your back on the very gods who make it possible?"
Kyle's expression remained calm. There was no anger in his voice, only quiet resolve.
"I've seen what gods do when left unchecked. If humanity's purpose is only to kneel and be protected, then we're nothing more than cattle."
Eluin's nostrils flared.
"Blasphemy!"
"Then prove me wrong. You pray to your goddess while I try to kill you. If your god is watching, surely she'll save you."
Kyle said, stepping forward. His words cut through the thick silence that had settled over the village square.
The crowd gasped. Even the priests behind Eluin looked unsure. But the head priest smiled coldly.
