Do his bidding and mine, or die, you disobedient servant." This was the end of it.

Nam was beaten; for the first time in his life he must own a master, and that master the gods whom he had himself discovered and proclaimed.
"So be it," he said suddenly.

"The old order passes, and the new order comes.

So be it! Let your will be done, O Aca and O Jal.

I have striven for your glory, I have fed your altars, and ye threaten me with death and put away my gift.