Mago observes and scan his surroundings, watching as people one by one aligning in front of the guardian deities at the end of the line. Fear is evident in their eyes, they are scared to go but they are more scared not to obey.
“Everyone, fall in line and no exception.” Constantine declared sternly, “Not even beggars and homeless, child nor women and pregnant women are exempted, as long as you are in the vicinity of this pub you are obligated to join the line.”
“And if anyone from you doesn’t want to do it, step forward and tell me where do you want to put my rose on your body.” He continued.
Audible gasps and murmurs began to arise, there women who are carrying their babies and passersby who just happen to walk by the scene were obligated to obey them.
“We have to do it.”
“We don’t
