"Every time I see the creations of dusk, I can't help but marvel at how grand the knowledge they pursued must be, the knowledge that only exists in legends from the previous era. Just picking up some scattered relics from the Golden Era is enough for dusk to create these astonishing things.
These are the creations of life...
The authority said to belong only to the creator, a power that ordinary divine spirits can't even covet."
Matriarch Botana leaned on her Thunder Lizard Bone Staff, a symbol of her chieftain position, walking slowly through the dark underground tunnels. She was not alone; alongside her was Manson, the Golden Hunting Priest of the Bloodscar Clan.
These two are leaders.
Behind them followed hundreds of Jackal Priests, all spellcasters carrying large bundles of various ritual items, clearly ready to perform some significant mischief.
