The prophet, Masaema, drops to his knees, as the voice of hid god fills his mind, the miracle occurring before his, and the onlooker's, eyes. "Th-thank you, oh Lord Dragon! I shall serve you mightily, and let all the city know of your great generosity!" Almost immediately, Draiss begins to feel a slight tingle of power, similar to the one he felt when he first noticed the Prophet, though not as strong.