The guards stand and stare at the intruders, then speak to each other in a dialect of the Tibetan language that doesn't exist anywhere else in the 31st century. In 1000 years, Nanda Parbat has still stayed the same, despite the changing outside world.
After their discussion, one of the monks turns to Kyle and Joey with a short bow.
"We must respectfully decline. Many people have claimed to be heroes to access the secrets of Nanda Parbat. Rama Kushna has declared that--"
The man suddenly shudders slightly, then grins a wide grin.
He turns to the other guard and speaks, and his voice is entirely different this time. There's a different cadence to it, and a different accent.
"Eeehh, let's cut 'em some slack. I know these two. Well, it's not so much I know-know them, but I've at least seen 'em around. We used to run in the same crowd -- a long, long time ago."
The other guard seems unphased by the sudden change in his companion's demeanor and simply nods his assent, taking his place at his post.
Guard #1 signals for the two of them to follow him into the temple.
"You're lucky you came by while I was around. It's not the same as it was, where any old superhero could waltz right in. Bats was the last one I remember ever being let in." He shrugs. "T'tell the truth, I'm not sure I like it, but what Rama Kushna wants, she gets."
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After their discussion, one of the monks turns to Kyle and Joey with a short bow.
"We must respectfully decline. Many people have claimed to be heroes to access the secrets of Nanda Parbat. Rama Kushna has declared that--"
The man suddenly shudders slightly, then grins a wide grin.
He turns to the other guard and speaks, and his voice is entirely different this time. There's a different cadence to it, and a different accent.
"Eeehh, let's cut 'em some slack. I know these two. Well, it's not so much I know-know them, but I've at least seen 'em around. We used to run in the same crowd -- a long, long time ago."
The other guard seems unphased by the sudden change in his companion's demeanor and simply nods his assent, taking his place at his post.
Guard #1 signals for the two of them to follow him into the temple.
"You're lucky you came by while I was around. It's not the same as it was, where any old superhero could waltz right in. Bats was the last one I remember ever being let in." He shrugs. "T'tell the truth, I'm not sure I like it, but what Rama Kushna wants, she gets."