KRM's popular guardians, their bodies adorned with sacred symbols, come together in Praiero's name. The room echoes with their chants, a symphony of desire that sets the stage for the anointed one's arrival. As the guardian of Praiero steps into the room, the energy shifts, and the guardians' hands begin to wander, stroking their cocks, pinching their nipples, their bodies writhing in anticipation. The anointed one, with a nod, grants them permission, and the room erupts into a frenzy of flesh, as the guardians take their fill, their moans of pleasure filling the air.