Once the tribe's residents had left us alone, I grabbed him by the golden neckpiece and pulled him down to meet my eyes.
"Ok, we're leaving before you fuck up even more."
"Fuck up? They're treating me like a god, how is that fucking up?"
"Because what happens when you can't perform a miracle?"
"I'll pick a sceptical looking villager and say their doubt ruined it."
I grunted, then heard an odd sound outside. I glanced outside quickly.
"Oh, well, you know best. But remember how they said all their old gods died?"
He saw the bonfire and began running.
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