The darkness silently enveloped the earth, while the shadow of death spread quietly in the depths of that darkness. In Golden Bay City, the prayers of the sacrificial ceremony had ended. At the final celebratory feast, the Golden Bay tribe generously opened their stores, offering unlimited supplies of their treasured brewed wine. Many leaders of the Eastern tribes drank until they were utterly drunk.
After all, the chieftains of each tribe were drinking and making merry in the sacred temple, unwilling to return to camp. The middle-level tribal leaders indulged in a few more drinks; what did it matter? The Mexica's thunder was so terrifying that even the sturdy Golden Bay City seemed on the verge of collapse. No one knew how much longer this ancient Totonac city-state could hold, so they might as well take it day by day!
