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form, the Stone seemed strangely embedded in the right angle; but such vision lasted
               just one moment, because immediately the angle advanced forward and the Stone went lost
               in line of light. This surprised; nevertheless, when examining the vertex of light in relation to
               the walls, the Stone appeared again where the Noyo had placed it.
                      And as everyone was contemplating the vertex of light, everyone saw when the Lord of
               Venus came. And no one missed that his entrance was the product of a step: the last step
               of a march that nobody dared to imagine by which path was realized. Yes; the Lord of Venus
               came  walking,  crossing  the  right  angle,  and  he  situated  over  the  Stone;  and  now  he
               dominated the tower and looked to the Men  of Stone. The Noyo immediately stood up and
               announced:
                      –Ladies and Gentlemen: I present you Captain Kiev!
               –Grace and Honor, Blood of Tharsis! –saluted the Lord of Venus, expressing with his right
               hand the Bala Mudra.
                      –Hail, Farewell! –Responded the Men of Stone with one voice.
                      Such  Being,  of  clear  human  appearance,  was  really  resplendent:  the  purplish  halo
               extended many inches around him and allowed to appreciate the details of the costume. This
               could not be simpler, composed of just three garments: a type of fine scaly chainmail, which
               covered the totality of his body except for his head and hands; a pair of ankle boots; and a belt
               of  octagonal  buckle,  over  which  were  engraved  a  set  of  indecipherable  symbols;  the  three
               garments had been elaborated with unimaginable materials. Compared to the Men of Stone,
               the Lord of Venus was a giant: one elbow higher than the vrunaldinos, who were amongst the
               tallest  Knights  of  Castile.  He  had  blonde  hair,  very  short,  and  pleasant  factions  in  the
               countenance, of very pale skin. But the most impressive, because it gave him the undoubtedly
               aspects of being from another world, or from an unknown Race, were his eyes that lacked
               from pupils, only composed by an iris green-emerald colored: these eyes, not provided of
               human expression, testified the disquieting evidence that the history of mankind has forgotten
               something; perhaps something that is inevitable to remember in our Era, Dr. Arturo Siegnagel.
                      After the salutation, Captain Kiev continued speaking; although he didn’t move his lips
               everyone  heard  him  perfectly,  and  no  one  wondered  about  the  prodigy.  The  Men  of  Stone
               realized immediately that with Such Being would not be any type of dialogue: the Lord of Venus
               had come to bring a message and after its communication he would leave.
                      –Blood of Tharsis: I bring you the salute of Navutan, the Lord of War! And I also
               bring you His Word! Pay attention, open your senses, due to the present is a unique
               opportunity, perhaps unrepeatable before the Final Battle! Really, has been the feat
               with which you have starred contributing to destroy the plans of the Enemy what has
               motivated this visit: In the abode of the Gods, the Lord of the War and the Lords of
               Venus, you have drunk the Mead with your Ancestors!
                      There, in the Abode of the Gods, You have won a place beside the Heroes of the
               Hyperborean Race! And in the Earth, you have conquered the right to exist, even in
               the midst of the major Illusion of the Great Deceit! Is the Will of Navutan that your
               House exists until the day of the Final Battle and that their members go along with
               the rows of the Gods carrying the pennant of the Eternal Spirit! For this reason he
               has revealed by my mediation to Tyrodinguiburr, His Forgotten Name, the Key of the

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