A blast of heat rushed on a wind from the southeast, the breath of some fresh volcano yawning as it emerged. It came with a distant cracking of stone, but the sound was so natural to the is place that only one of the two Amal'jaa noticed it. The observant one lifted his dark head, looking first at the sky and then at the other. He reached out and struck his companion in the shoulder, "The Bowl of Embers has opened. You get the Chah. I'll fetch the sacrifice." Before waiting for his answer, the Amal'jaa turned to walk south, towards the shadows. The one who had not noticed before glanced around for a few confused moments before rolling his large tail and responding in a wordless huff, spinning to head into the crag and disappearing there.
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