While exploring the sacred city, Ketal came across something unexpected: a colossal statue of Kalosia had fallen and lay sprawled upon the ground. He paused in front of it, prompting nervous gasps from the observing believers.0

Time had weakened the ground beneath the statue, causing its recent collapse. Normally, they would have promptly restored it, but the ongoing invasion of evil forces had forced them to delay such matters indefinitely.0

“Oh dear, what should we do?”0

“What a disaster…”0

The followers of Kalosia whispered anxiously among themselves. A fallen statue of their deity within the sacred land certainly wasn’t a comforting sight. They were deeply worried that Ketal would form a negative impression, or even worse, disrespect the statue.0

Under their apprehensive gazes, Ketal finally moved. He reached down and grabbed hold of the statue, prompting the spectators to doubt their eyes.0

This was no ordinary sculpture—it was a massive work carved directly from solid stone, incredibly heavy due to its size. Its sheer weight was precisely why the followers hadn’t been able to restore it themselves.0

Yet, Ketal effortlessly lifted it with just one hand, as though...0