Nocturne Summit the darkness shines in my days

There was indignance? no, something in his tone. Perhaps the other felt wrong about something being so limited. It was sacred. There were many spirits there. The makuhani na maganga — ehhh, priest, I think? — would go there, commune with spirits and gods. Normal folk could anger them without the right knowledge. He shrugged. It was just something that he had accepted and never questioned. He knew better than to mess with spirits. He was a mundane fighter, and such power was beyond his ken or his blood. There's nothing like that here, then?