[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Viranti[/color][/h2][/center]
Viranti made his way out of the church in a bit of a hurry, eager to breathe in the relatively clear air. It wasn't as though he was completely clear as regards their mission, their first stop at Agni or these hero stones guarded by so called "Mecha Gods". But as he saw it, such matters may not be so important for he himself to grasp currently and, right this minute, he couldn't see himself as neither capable of sticking around the church to listen nor of grasping all of this through more explanation. Some things would have to be seen to be believed. What seemed a more pressing matter was finding shelter for the night, or at least a defensible location to wait until morning.

There was little doubt in his mind that the other warriors that accompanied the Oracle would know what to do in a place like this, even the armored giant of a being with horns seemed to know what he was doing, probing around the church in search of something. Viranti's growling stomach focused his mind on what he needed to do first, him reasoning that if he could survive the Tear, he could get through this. His fairly acute sense of smell returning to him, he cautiously began to walk into the village, following the scent of food. He wasn't allowed a substantial meal for a very long time, so the more food he'd find, the more likely he'd be at maximum strength by tomorrow.