Looking over the rock with the sword and spear, Richard quickly noticed a small crack in it that perfectly matched the form factor of Godfrey’s dagger. He pointed over and turned to the fat shaman, “So these things are the totems used to summon the other two?”
“Y-Yes, Your Majesty!” the shaman answered nervously.
“It doesn’t look like they were touched.”
“The summoning process doesn’t need them to be removed, necessarily. So long as they’re in the same hall as the altar, the ancestors can use the totems to come here. The dagger was removed by the Son of Gold to use in battle.”
Richard nodded before pointing at the other shamans that had been surrounded by the worker drones, “And they were in charge of the ritual? Has it already begun?”
The fat shaman’s...