"Salute complete!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk shouted.
Damn, who cast that spell? Fifteen hundred people, and it lasted that long. Were they really not afraid of exhausting their mana and dying? No way! I'd better warn them later. Next time, don't go so hard. Ten minutes is enough.
"Swish!" The Trolls rose in unison and, like Yu Lin Bloodhawk, planted their swords on the ground with both hands resting on their pommels.
"Sheathe your blades!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk flicked his wrist and slid his blade back into its sheath with a clang.
"Swish!" The Trolls all sheathed their blades behind their backs at the same time.
"Good. From this day forward, you are warriors in the service of the War God. Fight for the War God, fight for your faith. I am the guardian of the War God Temple and your guide. From now on, you will take your orders directly from me! Remember the oath you swore today. You are the War God's warriors. Do you understand?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk shouted.
"Understood!" the Trolls answered in unison.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk stepped back to the left side of the War God statue.
Men on the left, women on the right. That rule had been established from the beginning.
The closing rites were complicated too, but fortunately, none took very long. The old men pompously proclaimed that the Trolls had received the War God's blessing and protection. With the Cleric and the other old men presiding, the ceremony finally came to a complete end as afternoon approached.
The Trolls dragged their utterly exhausted bodies back to camp in formation, having been granted a day of rest. The Elves all returned to their lodgings, discussing the War God. Yu Lin Bloodhawk, however, was so tired that he arrived back at his quarters with