As August reached its end, the torrential rains of the rainy season gradually subsided. In the Temple of Hidden Snake City, the compilation of the epic was already underway, and the discussions among the numerous Coastal Priests were fervent and lively.
As the ruler of Hidden Snake City, Black Wolf Torc did not have the patience to sit in the Temple listening to the Priests' confusing chatter. As the rain slightly lessened, he strapped on his Longsword and, accompanied by several hundred Red-Haired trusted aides, dashed towards the East outside the city.
"By the Chief Divine Witness! This ramshackle place is the shipyard of Hidden Snake City? The great Mayan ships you built, were they really constructed in this shabby place?... "
