Dankovsky stares at Pyotr, unsure whether he wants to tear his hair out or laugh hysterically. What even did that mean? The Polyhedron's foundation, piercing into an underground chamber-- the metaphorical heart of the Kin's deity?
"That doesn't sound right. I hope you're aware you shouldn't simply believe Burakh's every word?" he answers quietly. "Are you sure you didn't simply hallucinate the blood, mate?"
Dankovsky has never bothered to look into the Kin's beliefs, but he did know the basics of it. The Earth is sacred, and so forth. If there was a heart to that Goddess, it would have to be in the earth...
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Dankovsky stares at Pyotr, unsure whether he wants to tear his hair out or laugh hysterically. What even did that mean? The Polyhedron's foundation, piercing into an underground chamber-- the metaphorical heart of the Kin's deity?
"That doesn't sound right. I hope you're aware you shouldn't simply believe Burakh's every word?" he answers quietly. "Are you sure you didn't simply hallucinate the blood, mate?"
Dankovsky has never bothered to look into the Kin's beliefs, but he did know the basics of it. The Earth is sacred, and so forth. If there was a heart to that Goddess, it would have to be in the earth...