The monks gathered on the side of the mountain to complete the ritual that was the true purpose of their order. Today was the one day of the year that the sun would pierce the canyon and light the ancient ruins, summoning their protector.

After some time, the wall of the canyon changed, and the Mountain Giant opened its eyes.

“COMMAND?” it commanded in the Ancients’ secret language. The monks chanted the response spell, although none of them knew what the words meant.

“Enter sleep mode.”

“Acknowledged.” The Mountain Giant closed its eyes. The world was safe for another year.

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