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faced the fiery and vocal young monk. He had looked entirely unconcerned with the substance of the harsh, grave accusations.
    Many recalled that the Unifier had then calmly asked the monk, in a voice that all could hear, whether He could call upon nature, if He was an outright enemy to a true god. The monk had then grown hesitant, if not appearing to be a little perplexed by the Unifier’s strange response.
    The Unifier then had proceeded to invoke fires from the sky itself, calling for the destruction of whichever one of the two of them was not a true servant of a true god. He had made a bold statement iterating that if He was indeed the false one, then He wished for the monk to scoop His ashes from the ground that very day.
    A massive column of flames had rushed down from the sky just a moment after the last word had left the Unifier’s lips. The searing mass of flames had encompassed and consumed the young monk in a handful of seconds, leaving nothing remaining of him but ash that was scattered randomly about in the breezes. There was nothing for the Unifier to even scoop up, as the monk’s remains were dissipated in moments upon gusts of wind that swept through the area following the stunning event.
    It was a tremendous sign recognized by the people as testimony to the Unifier’s authority from the heavens themselves. They had also seen it as a dire warning to any foolish enough to blaspheme His name.
    The incredible story spread quickly throughout the lands, and it came to be widely regarded that the Unifier held direct, divine authority. It was the final event that catalyzed the broader union of kingdoms and realms under His guidance, an authority that had been recognized for well over two decades.
    The lessons from those two Great Signs had not been ignored in the years to come, by either the soon-compliant rulers or their general populaces. It was during those formative years that the Unifier had cultivated His new brood of Sorcerers, within the heart of Avanor. When they had emerged, the rulers and people had been awestruck. The performer of the two Great Signs had brought forth an order of miracle workers.
    The new Sorcerers were individuals who went beyond simple healing, communicating, or other menial types of magic, and were able to call great powers out of nature itself. There were many that felt that the new Sorcerers could possibly rival the powers of the ancient Wizards of legend and lore, who were among the First Born.
    While these Sorcerers were not of the First Born, it became conspicuously obvious that they had been spared the passage of age within their bodies. They had come to be known as the Sorcerers of Avalos, and their lack of aging, and apparent grace of immortality, was seen by many as yet another vibrant demonstration of the divine favor bestowed upon the Unifier.
    Yet even with the goodwill held by most, some rumors were spread that the Sorcerers’ power derived from Jebaalos, the Lord of Fire and the Dark Abyss. The claims were swiftly dismissed as mere paranoia, for the Sorcerers had mainly used their powers to bring rain to parched lands, dryness to flooded ones, and a multitude of other benevolent acts serving the various kingdoms that had pledged loyalty to the Unifier.
    But they had also been used in combat. The Sorcerers, during the course of the subjugation of some minor rebellions, had been used quite formidably in the art of war. They had worked some incredible feats, including such powerful acts as calling lightening down from the sky, and inducing destructive earthquakes. It was powers such as those that had kept many of the realms’ leaders from airing any dissatisfactions with the emerging order, right as they watched their sovereignty erode under the will of the Unifier.
    Most often, the Sorcerers were kept within Avalos, inside of the Citadel. They were rarely seen, even among the guards in the main palace fortress. For the most part, they stayed to the fifth terrace of the