"Praise the Chief Divine, praise His Highness, praise the wise Black Wolf Legion Commander!"
"We will follow you, brave Great Chieftain of the Black Wolf!"
"With your words, we know what to do! Roar!"
The drizzle paused, and the sun emerged from the clouds, illuminating the boundless Caribbean Sea. The generals by the sea raised their hands to swear allegiance in the sunlight. They shouted loudly, their voices shaking the skies, expressing submission to the wise Black Wolf Torc.
The words of the Great General Black Wolf, "distinguishing friend from foe," were, in fact, a clearly defined action plan. After hearing it, the generals also roughly understood how to deal with the conquered Totonac Tribe and what to do with the different strata within the tribe.
"Very well! Kill our enemies and treat our friends well. This is the foundation of our standing! Praise the Chief Divine! Awoo!"
