Part 29: The Lost Village
Chapter 8: The Lost Village

I awaken in a damp cavern. Taking a moment to steady myself, I see a number of villagers worshipping me, as well they should be. In front of them, another primitive villager - this must be the one who summoned me.


Hear it here! I apparently had AIM running in the background when I recorded this, and managed to catch a ding from it at the beginning; I don't have any saves anywhere near this anymore, so you'll have to deal with it. Sorry.

I address her curtly, wasting no time on formalities.


I have no patience for the ramblings of this old woman. State your business or begone!


I am almost insulted by this act. Have these primitives no respect?




If this is some ruse, I will reduce this village to ashes, mark my words!



If this is true, I must address it. But first, I must assess the situation.





I will not allow weakness; even in death, they might still be of use.


Fine, then. I exit the cave, and take stock of my surroundings.



I will return to him later. For now, I must appraise the situation.



These spirits are numerous. From them, I will obtain the information I require.
Hear it here!











This must be the 'blood of the angry mountain' the woman who called me spoke of.




There, on the mountain, stands Quetzalcoatl himself. I will destroy him where he stands and put an end to this!

As I approach him, he conjures some magic and blasts me from the mountaintop.
His powers are great indeed!

To Be Continued