K'ile chuckled bitterly at that. "Oh, you finally thought long enough to string more than one idea into an argument. Listen." The Tia slapped his chest twice and heat radiated visibly along the metal buckles of his armor. "The tribe is strong, but they're too caught up in what they lost or what they don't want to lose. They're focused on things that don't exist anymore. If we all start worshiping Ifrit, at least then we're doing something. It'll be better. And the amal'jaa? They're like us. They respect heritage, strength, ritual. It makes sense."
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