He swiped dust off his shoulder, standing straight. His daughters were standing behind him, on the right side of the big bird they flew here with. When the dust settled down, he looked around the ruins of the village he just massacred. His gaze turned your way. You laid helpless on the ground, breathing rapidly and trying to hold back your tears.

No!! Please!! I didn’t do anything…

He looked at you, inspecting you, deciding between letting you live or not. After a while he made his decision. His gaze softened as he knelt down in front of you extending his hand with a friendly smile

I made my decision. You can come with me and join my cult! Or you can die here. Choose wisely!