The iron chains on the altar locked her wrists, and the wind and sand swept the clan members' curses and hit her face.
The rules say, "The witchcraft offends the gods, and sacrifices must be made to calm the wind and sand."
She raised her hand, and frost formed on her fingertips, freezing the torches in everyone's hands.
"I don't believe in God, nor do I believe in the rules you set."
"If you want to sacrifice, first sacrifice your ambition hidden in the wind and sand.
Intention: Break the situation and go against fate, live for yourself, let women take the initiative in life independently
