With every swift turn, Shin found himself nearing an empty grassy field away from the presence of the soldiers. This grassy terrain would be the canvas for his call to the heavens. It was a coin toss as to whether this would even work but he had come to far not to give it a shot. He was close to being a god. The god that was bound to him element was Hephaestus, the god of fire. Further reading revealed that Hephaestus was usually among the gods forgotten by the world. He possessed a leadership skill that his followers clung to and he was able to hold his own during bouts of combat. His fire was his greatest weapon, bringing beauty and destruction both. It was this beautiful destruction Shin hoped to achieve.
As he stepped onto the grassy terrain before him, the city lights behind began to fade into the darkness. All that was left to guide him was the light of the moon and his own flames. Taking a knee, he opened the golden book to the page describing the ritual. All that was required for him to do was to recreate the symbol shown in the book and speak the word written underneath it. If done correctly, the symbol would glow and god of fire would be before him... or so the book stated. Only way to find out would be to conduct the ritual for himself.
Grabbing a branch from a nearby tree, Shin began to etch a large circle in the dirt ground beneath him. The soil was rather fertile making the process a lot easier and less time consuming. Once he had made the circle, he proceeded to create a pair of stars through it. In total, their would be ten points spreading out from the circle representing the flares of the sun. Finishing the etch of the strange sun, Shin tossed aside the branch and stepped away from his creation. Placing his palms together, he closed his eyes as if in a prayer. This was a strange thing to do for him as he was never one to engage in prayers. Keeping his eyes closed, he dropped to his knees and placed his hands on the ground before him. After a brief moments pause, he took in a deep breath and a single word escaped his lips, being heard by no one but him. The word brought with it a heavy breeze that had the blades of grass dancing in its wind. The word spoken by Shin was one that translated to burn. With it, the god Hephaestus would heed his call and reveal itself. The word spoken by Shin was Aduro.