"Right here?"
Satena danced gracefully in the private room, leaving Medivh puzzled. He pointed toward the ballroom downstairs and asked.
"This is fine. Downstairs wouldn't be suitable."
Satena smiled silently and continued her performance.
The private room was fairly spacious, so Medivh didn't insist on going down to the dance floor.
At Satena's invitation, he took her hand and moved in step with her.
During the Fire-Prayer Festival, everyone danced the Fire-Prayer Dance.
Earlier, the Fire-Fox High Tower Maids had led Medivh through the dance several times, so he was familiar with its rhythm and steps.
"Satena, you're not dancing the Fire-Prayer Dance?"
The rhythm had changed completely. Medivh realized that Satena wasn't dancing the Fire-Prayer Dance he knew at all.
But the rhythm remained steady. The dance revolved around him, and the movements he needed to respond with were all very simple.
"It is the Fire-Prayer Dance. This dance is called Fire of Life!"
Perhaps because she was dancing, or perhaps because the power of fire was gathering, Satena's skin had turned rosy all over, not just on her face.
As the dance's rhythm quickened, Satena's steps grew freer and more uninhibited.
Medivh was an experienced man, and he soon understood the theme of this special Fire-Prayer Dance, Fire of Life.
He knew this territory well and understood how to play along.
As the dance ended, petals drifted through the air. Satena's skin glowed a captivating red as their Fire of Life intertwined.
Since the people of the Fire-Prayer Stone Forest had moved to Crimson City, their lives had improved steadily over the past two years. The number of newborns among the various tribes had multiplied more than tenfold.
A thriving population formed the foundation for spreading faith. Driven by both factors, the Fire-Praying Spirit Witch Satena sought out