Narakanatha sighed.
In the end, this is Mahakala matters.
If he could, he would want Mahakala to take this matter.
If not, maybe, it is not so back for him to pick it up for Mahakala.
But that would only after consulting with Mahakala, he thought to himself.
He did not like being made to do things if he could help it.
Narakanatha sighed and nodded
"I should go for now"
Narakanatha look at the mask on the short table and pick it up.
He slowly wear the mask once again.
He got up bows slightly to Angah and then as he come to the entrance, the wind pick up the curtain and the curtain parted ways to let him leave. He went out of the tent and look at the city not far away.
He frowned.
"There is destiny in the dark guiding this tribe. The Second Son did not lie to me" he paused for a second and sighed
