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Gragas knelt there, his whole body bound as if by invisible chains, with only his eyes able to move, while the rest seemed to have turned into stone. He felt as if he were undergoing some kind of supernatural judgment, unable to escape or defend himself. The majestic white stag stood before him, its deep eyes seeming to penetrate Gragas's soul, seeing through all his secrets and innermost thoughts.
The sensation felt like both a moment and an eternity. In this frozen moment, a voice resonated in Gragas's heart, as if coming from the depths of the earth, yet also echoing from ancient times: "Mortal, why do you bring enemies to trespass upon our door?" The voice was stern and solemn, like a judge conducting the final judgment.
Gragas wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't even open his mouth. He could only silently answer in his heart, but he knew that this sacred creature could perceive his inner thoughts. The surrounding wooden houses seemed completely still, with Mother Joia kneeling on the ground like a statue, as if everything had been forgotten by time.
In this silent world, Gragas felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and helplessness. His heart was filled with worry for Darius, doubts about his own fate, and reverence for this land and its spirits. He knew that the moment he was in might determine the fate of himself and Darius. Under the gaze of the white stag, he awaited the final judgment.
The question of the stag echoed in Gragas's heart once again, this time with a more urgent voice that shook his soul like thunder. "Mortal, why do you bring enemies to our door?" This question was a direct challenge to Gragas's spirit, forcing him to delve deep into his own heart to find an answer.
Gragas responded swiftly in his mind, his thoughts gushing forth like a spring. "I...owe him a life. When I was gravely wounded, he risked everything to save me among the enemy. Out of honor, I must repay him." This was a simple yet resolute answer, expressing Gragas's deep-seated belief and emotion behind this action.
Gragas's response seems to come from the deepest part of his soul, something that transcends war and hatred, belonging to the essence of humanity. He feels a kind of release in his soul at this moment, as if a long burden has suddenly been lifted. Before him is still the silent wooden house, with Mother Yol kneeling quietly, and the white stag in this silent space, looking at Gragas with eyes full of wisdom and compassion, as if waiting for a mysterious signal.
The voice of the stag resonates in Gragas's heart once again, carrying a hint of probing and profound wisdom, "Is it so, mortal? Is it really that simple?" This voice seems to reveal a deep insight into Gragas's innermost being, plunging him into deep contemplation.
Gragas was filled with confusion, but he responded firmly, "I really think so..." His voice was full of honesty and determination, this was his true confession, no need to disguise.
The voice of the stag suddenly became gentle, accompanied by a soft laughter, "Perhaps you will find the true purpose of your actions in the journey ahead." These words were like a gentle breeze brushing through Gragas's heart, carrying a kind of premonition, perhaps one day in the future, Gragas will discover a deeper meaning and value behind his actions.
Gragas felt a sense of calm and inspiration rising in his heart. He took a deep breath, relaxing his tense muscles. The presence of the white stag seemed to give him a new understanding and direction. In this still space, time seemed to pass slowly, but Gragas's spirit underwent profound changes in this brief encounter.
The stag gradually receded, its figure becoming hazy in the light mist. At the same time, its voice echoed once again in Gragas's heart, "This life is given by me... Please let him remember, do not disappoint my expectations." The tone conveyed a mysterious and important commitment.
Gragas seemed a bit confused and couldn't help but ask, "Expectations?" His eyes were filled with a longing for answers.
The voice of the stag became even deeper and more serious, as if carrying the weight of the entire Freljord, "The Freljord... the entire Rune Continent is about to fall into crisis, only unity... can lead to the end." These words were like a prophecy, full of profound revelation and warning.
Gragas is filled with deep thoughts. Does the stag's mention of "unity" imply cooperation beyond race and borders? This idea is undoubtedly a huge challenge for Gragas, who has always been in the midst of war and conflict. He feels that he is at a crucial moment, facing a decision that could change the fate of the entire continent. The stag's words have a profound impact on him, sparking a new understanding deep within his heart.
As the stag's figure gradually fades away, it becomes as elusive as light smoke, eventually arriving at the door of the wooden house. Gragas watches this scene, filled with doubt and confusion. He can't help but ask, "What exactly is it? What do you mean?" His voice carries an urgent desire for knowledge.
The stag stopped in front of the door, its noble and mysterious figure appearing particularly majestic in the shadow. As it turned for the last time, its deep eyes pierced through Gragas's soul, as if telling him that there was a deeper meaning behind this. Then, in the moment of Gragas's astonishment, the stag slowly passed through the wooden door and disappeared into another world.
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