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Atia stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with violence. The river was murky with blood from past competitors, the rocks stained crimson, and the torches burned brightly against the dark jungle backdrop. From this position, the crowds were bright, revealing just how big the tribe was and how many had gathered to watch.
Children were still up, wrestling and fighting, others playing, and many still chomping down on the feast left for all. There was plentiful meat to go around still. The Apatka wouldn't need to eat for at least two months after this.
Sahco smirked, rolling his shoulders. "So, the cub wants to play," he taunted, loud enough for the crowd to hear.
