Capítulo 51: Divine Touch!

In the dim, flickering light of the temple, the High Priest's gaze lingered on the young Damses, filled with a mix of envy and solemn resignation.

"Damses," he began, his voice echoing slightly off the ancient stone walls, "aging is a curse that not even the gods can reverse."

He paused, his eyes reflecting the torchlight as they settled on the vibrant warrior before him. "To face the challenges of an increasingly formidable tribe with a body that only grows frailer... it fills me with regret. I was born too soon, it seems."

With a weary sigh, the priest continued, "I have devoted all my years to divining the fates of myself and our people. Soon, I shall journey to the underworld, under the vigilant watch of our Lord Desert God."

His voice grew softer, almost a whisper, "The prophecies assure me that even in reincarnation, I shall remain human. And as long as our tribe upholds its faith in the Desert God, we shall rise to unprecedented strength."