The sun was setting, and the sea was deep and mysterious. On the desolate, wide coast, an ancient small Pyramid Temple stood silently for millennia, recounting the vicissitudes and tranquility of history. However, at this moment, the long-lasting silence was shattered by the shouts of the warriors on both sides.
Two hundred of the Kingdom's Warriors, clad in armor, standing with long spears and wielding great bows, faced off against over six hundred elite Maya Warriors. The Gray Soil Noble, Puap, with blood-red eyes, stared at the Divine Descendant of the Heavenly Serpent, Prince Xiutur, who stood hundreds of steps away, holding a shield.
Prince Xiutur of the Xiu Family looked solemnly at the Chief God Priest Tomate, who rushed to the front of the formation. And just a few steps away was the Nava Translator of the Xiu Clan, a remnant of the Toltec people, Usto.
"Nava leader, Maya prince, greetings! Trade gemstones, don't fight!... "
