The priest continued.
"Commanders have been asking the temples for decades why the Records grant it so rarely. There are generals who would give anything to have a Guerrilla Fighter under their command."
The other priest was already speaking quietly into her helmet, relaying the news somewhere else.
Ning was led out of the inner sanctum shortly afterward, through the long series of halls and chambers and out onto the great stairway at the front of the temple.
Word of his Calling seemed to have traveled ahead of him. Several priests he passed along the way stopped to look at him, and a pair of officials in elaborate robes, whom he had not seen before, were waiting near the temple's entrance to shake his hand and congratulate him.
By the time he returned to his lodgings that evening, word had already traveled much further.
He had barely stepped through the door when his helmet chimed with an incoming message.
It was from General Choo.
