The royal banner of the Black Wolf of the God of Death fluttered high, appearing from the edge of the sky, moving towards the sprawling encampment. In the camp, another banner of the Black Wolf Commander waved. Both towering banners depicted black wolves, yet their postures and patterns were distinct. From afar, one was the beastly incarnation of Xiulotel gazing at the sky, while the nearer one was the night patrol Black Wolf guarding the rise of the sun.
As the two banners gradually approached, the thousands of warriors of the Kingdom's main force in the camp cheered excitedly in response. Their cheers were heartfelt, devout as if in prayer!
"Praise to the most exalted Chief Divine! Praise to the invincible Divine Revelation His Highness!"
This was the cheer of the Mexica warriors, filled with respect and love.
"Oh Chief Divine! It is our merciful King! Our most supreme King has arrived!"
This was the reverent, even somewhat fanatical praise of the Prepecha warriors.
