The sun retreated like a firebird, flying toward the end of the sea. A day of marching, pursuit, and slaughter, along with the sailors' corpses thrown into the ocean, turned into that faint red smear and then vanished into the rippling water.
By the time dusk drew near, a great crowd of Dugout Warships surged out again from Big Water Bay to the south. They were loaded with more than two hundred Taino strongbacks, circling before the two captured Caravels like "worker ants" preparing to haul away spoils. And the one leading these "worker ants" was the Mayari Tribe's Great Chieftain, Anani Water Splash, who wore a Main God Amulet, had Hummingbird markings carved on his forehead, and was very tall, though his face was not particularly imposing.
"Hiss! The Main God protects us! It is truly as the prophecy said—the white-skinned evil demons came riding great ships never seen before, sowing killing and death!... Ah! May the Main God protect us..."
Seeing the two Caravels, Chieftain Water Splash was stunned for quite a while before he lowered his head, gripped the amulet at his neck, prostrated himself with all five points to the ground, and prayed toward the Main God who had gone far into the west. He had converted to the Main God more than three years ago, and on ordinary days could be counted as reverent and respectful. But this time, seeing with his own eyes the prophecy of the Longship Tribe from three years ago come true, a piety he had never felt before finally rose in his heart, like a bonfire lit beneath the night curtain, wrapping his simple soul in light, warm and bright.
"To know the future, to shroud sea and sky. The Sun Main God truly is greater than all the Ancestral