Drizzling rain fell for three days, and the brutal cleansing of the city lasted three days as well. Rainwater fell on the temple of the God of the Hunt, fell within the palace of the Tree Snake divine descendants, and fell among the mansions of the hereditary nobles. Fresh bloodstains were washed away by the downpour, and dying wails scattered in the wind. In the solid, ancient Tree Snake City, only gorgeous yet decaying broken walls and ruins remained.
Only three days later, when the heavy rain eased a little, did a new order arrive with the sunlight. King Avet issued royal commands, restraining the warriors of the various states and assigning each force's garrison positions. Then, clad in Bronze Helmet armor and holding the jeweled Divine Staff, he entered the cleaned-up Tree Snake City under the guard of one thousand loyal Shorn Guard.
"More than a hundred years ago, the Tlaxcalans founded their second Snake City—the de facto capital of the Four-State Alliance, Tree Snake City whose legacy never fell. And now it lies beneath my feet! Haaha!"
King Avet climbed the stone wall eight or nine meters high and, accompanied by his generals, looked around at the sturdy city-state, packed tight like a fortress. He looked down over the city, inside and out, and could not help laughing in sheer delight! In his bold laughter was the pride of conquering an old enemy, and the heroic ambition to unite all under heaven!
".Your Majesty! In this siege, the Tlaxcalans resisted with extreme determination, and the warriors' casualties numbered in the thousands! Even among the thousand-man battalion commanders in my legion, three fell on the city wall. Truly, they avenged The Elder, offered themselves to the Main God, and flung themselves forward for Your Majesty without regard for their