The cleric stood atop the dais, speaking softly to the assembled circling the alter.
“Tonight!,” he exclaimed. Fire erupted from torches bathing the assembled in fierce heat. They pulled away, then leaned in as soft words accompanied the flames dwindling. “Go forth. What has been taken will be reclaimed.”
“Yes,” they shouted. “Yes, we will reclaim!”
“Bring fire upon the unbelievers. Rise up, strong and fierce,” he elongated fierce, accenting it with another gout of flame.
With destruction in their hearts, they poured from the assembly.
The cleric, his work done, retired atop the tower to watch the world burn.
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