"Ah! The real Maya artifact actually appears in the City of the Gods on the Highland, in the Mexica's Holy Land, Teotihuacan?!..."
A suppressed gasp echoed in the stone chamber of the blue smoke. Maya Kuhuajaw Ti'aj Kin pursed his lips, furrowed his brow, his face unsettled. After a while, he looked at Tikalo, who was bowing his head, and spoke earnestly and uneasily.
"Uncle, the Mexica have occupied Teotihuacan and risen with such vigor, not only defeating and conquering the Highland Tribes but even crossing thousands of miles of seaside to reach our Maya jungle coast! They can create particularly hard copper cloth armor, equipping the entire legion with golden weapons, carrying vertical and crossbows... They even mastered thunder and fire, creating flaming arrows, explosive clay pots, and thunderous copper beasts!..."
