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The loud beats of the tribal drums suddenly fade away. Then the leader of the tribe speaks to the Cirlce of the Wise, composed by the tribe's druids:

'Shall we consider this a profanation of an image of our idol?' 'Shall we burn the guilty in the pire?'.

A loud and sudden drum-beat marks the end of the leader's monologue. A Wise speaks:
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