The night passed quietly. The next day, as planned, the news about the return of the Evil spread among the people. At first, it didn't seem like a big deal, since the wave of rumors wasn't strong enough and most people didn't believe it.
Many even said it was impossible, that these were just lies meant to scare the people. After all, the Evil had been defeated and executed by the Temple years ago.
How could he return from death? Was something like that even possible? Even thinking about it made them tremble. It was impossible for them to believe such a thing.
In moments like these, humans always try to cling to even the smallest thread of hope, anything to deny the worst possibility.
Unfortunately, the second wave of rumors spread again that same day, and little by little, people started to believe it.
Everyone had heard about the attack on the Temple, and now the news spread that many priests had been severely injured in that attack and their condition was still unknown.
