Exploration of the Lake Kingdom, Slaughter in the Valley Pass!

Blazing sunlight fell over the barren mountains, casting halos around the gray-white rocks. Yet the island's mountain range as a whole was yellow-brown, its rises and falls forming narrow valleys. The valleys had sparse grass and trees, and aside from the mountains on either side, there was not the slightest cover. Birds wheeled and cried above the range, filling everyone's ears and drowning out the sound of footsteps. Now and then, wild deer bounded past in the distance, but they always kept their distance from people, extremely alert. This was a habit passed down only after generations of being hunted.

After they rounded a bend like this, two groups of warriors holding weapons, their expressions wary, abruptly and astonishedly met by chance!

The dozen or so Seri warriors wore their hair long, bared their upper bodies, tied on loincloths, and carried hunting bows, javelins, and short spears. They were the tribe's hunting party on the island, and now they gripped their weapons warily, staring at the five unfamiliar warriors not far away. The old hunter at their head wore a feathered grass hat, and a stone drum was wrapped at his waist. He took two steps forward, sized up the other side's strange clothing, and shouted a stern question.

".Quihyame? Kuia. Mi? Who are you?"

The sentence structure of the Seri language was different from those of other tribal languages; it placed important words and phrases at the very front.

Hearing the question, the Purepecha Warriors looked at one another. The language opposite them was completely different from the Nahua Language, and had nothing to do with the Purepecha Language either. They could not understand even half a word. The squad leader hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward to face the other side's leader. He lowered the weapon