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The old man chuckled as he landed on the other side.

"Oh, not just yet, young man. I do believe you have passed the test." With that, the old man stood straighter, turning to his right.

"You can come out now, my daughter." he said. From the shadows, Nacoma and Hafleikr stepped out, Nacoma in front, her arms crossed. The old man turned to Aster.

"Pride," he said, "is the most dangerous of the sins. As Pilgrims, it is our duty to combat any feelings that we are greater than others. In truth, we are far, far less." With that, the old man smiled, before rapidly running off. Behind the buildings, a Bullhead airship took off, presumably with the old man inside. Nacoma stepped up to Aster, patting him on the back.

"Congratulations," she said, finally removing her face mask, "Welcome to the Pilgrims. In about a week, we'll get your ceremony up and ready. Good job." Nacoma turned, but paused, turning back.

"Oh yes, and my name is Nacoma." Having said that, she walked off, Hafleikr in tow, as the boy gave Aster a nod, as if to say "We'll continue our fight some other day."