The crowd listened intently, their fear mixing with hope as he continued. "Choose a new clan leader, one with the wisdom to see clearly and to guide you rightly."
A wave of relief and determination swept through the crowd. "Yes!" they shouted, their voices trembling with a mix of fear and newfound resolve. Some of the strongest men, warriors of the tribe, even wept openly, their tears a mixture of sorrow and relief.
The Son of the Rabbit God stood quietly to the side, watching the scene unfold. He knew his place in this moment. He was a living witness, a testament to the truth that the one who had slain their leader was indeed a true god. His silence spoke volumes, no further words were necessary.