Igor's hands were bound. Swaying, he followed a rope leading up the mountain.
Kadi suffered the same treatment, his hands also bound, completely exposed on the mountain.
Leading the way was a reticent and mysterious figure wrapped in a long purple robe.
Igor naturally couldn't understand why he was restrained for no reason. After arriving at Guru Mountain, he had encountered numerous peculiar events, so this situation didn't feel too strange. He didn't struggle because it would be pointless. The man in the purple robe was incredibly strong, completely out of his league. Even if the Scale of Faith tilted in his favor, he wouldn't be a match for this purple-robed man. Besides, nothing had happened that was worth invoking the Scale of Faith. Igor glanced back at Kadi, the—erm—creature he had only recently met. Now, Kadi was sharing his misfortune, which made Igor feel somewhat guilty.
