Ray didn't have to act or even speak. The woman herself opened the gate as if she had just met the God itself.
Her stern expression had completely melted away, replaced by a look of sheer awe and reverence.
The two guards, their faces grim, quickly went to help her, their shoulders slumping in defeat.
They cursed Ray silently for not telling them he was from the Temple, but it was already too late; they were sure they would face harsh words, if not punishment.
But as the gates opened, Ray spoke. "As guards, you did the right work. You weren't rude to me, nor did you show any weakness."
His words stunned both of the guards, who bowed deeply and thanked him, their faces filled with relief.
The woman, now standing straight, looked at Ray with newfound respect. "Sir, are you also from the Temple?" she asked.
"Also?" Ray asked, his eyebrow raised. "What do you mean by that?"
