But now you have two NEW teachers who actively encourage you to blow shit up and then light it on fire. In the name of science, of course.
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(⅔ panel. Everyone walking)
(Uba stops abruptly)
Uba: I know this place.
Uba: I know this place! Over there! That… that… place… where it goes down, like this?
Uba: There used to be water there. It filled up when the rains came. A small stream emptied into it, there were animals everywhere! We used to make camp here for the rainy season, up on that rise.
Uba: One year, the rains never came, and it was dry. Most of the animals had moved on. The people complained, blamed my father. They said the gods were angry with him for teaching me magic.They said the gods took away the animals, the rains, the water, the streams… because I did not know my place.
He spoke with the gods, and decided they were right.
Uba: He never taught me again after that.