Clayton waited with bated breath for a heaven-defying scene.
Perhaps a colossal rift would tear itself open in the fabric of the world- running from the clouds to the mountain peak.
As scary as it might've been, Clayton thought he would be just the thing he needed to somehow validate all of his years of believing.
However, Clay and the others didn't get anything like that.
Instead, all that they heard was the sound of a dog barking at them from behind.
Everyone at the mountain peak turned around at once.
They nearly jumped out of their skin when they saw an entire group appear from out of thin air.
The group was comprised mostly of women, with one man standing at least a head taller than the rest of his acquaintances.
Sitting at their feet was the single largest Rottweiler any of them had ever laid eyes on. A clear prize winner by any identifiable metric.
"Y-You are…"
