Meanwhile (Don't stop the conversation this is just happening at the same time)
Lance was smoking a cigarette, sitting idly outside the tent the group was staying in.
"That Wrestlers' heart is in the right place, but he's an idiot..." Lance thought bluntly.
"If he had just kept his cool, we could've gotten more information on the actual problem here. Even if we save this village, we're no closer to stopping the sun from killing us all. Nor do we have any more proof of the existence of this god they worship." He thought, sighing.
he stood up, stretching slightly. Sweat formed on his brow, falling from his body before turning into steam on the ground below. his black clothing made the heat even more unbearable for him than David.
"Well...no matter I suppose. There is more than one way to gather information..." He thought.
He began to walk towards the temple. His body shimmered in the heat, before beginning to shift and change. Lance was gone, and in his place stood a hooded man with a long, flowing robe. Similar to the one the priest of Set had worn. His face was completely covered with a mask, making him virtually unrecognizable from what he looked like when he first entered the temple. After a few minutes of walking, He stopped a few feet away from the building.
"May I come in?" Lance said, hoping an entrance would appear for him like it did for Og
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