"Only the red blood fire is the sacrifice that satisfies the Chief Divine! Sacrifice these Maya City-State Nobles, if they possess Divine Bloodline, leave none alive!..."
"Let those newly surrendered Luchong Warriors do it! Either kill the clan's Divine Descendants with their own hands, or they themselves will become sacrifices! Only those who stab with the dagger to sever their past and stain their hands with Divine Descendant blood can truly convert to the Chief Divine, can be trusted as our own!..."
"War Priest! Construct the Divine Platform, light the Sacred Fire, prepare the Divine Blood Wine, conduct a complete city-wide conversion!..."
The May rains had yet to fall on the Maya Coast. Yet the burning flames had already risen in Motto City of the Luchong Clan. No less than twenty thousand Luchong Tribespeople were herded by the Samurai of the Black Wolf Army into the camp in groups. And hundreds of clan Divine Descendants were about to witness their final bloom.
