"O supreme Rain God, His wise eyes see through souls inside and out, discerning all black and white! Andivi! You betrayed your family, betrayed the Alliance, betrayed the noble gods, and guided the Mexica People here! You have shamed your ancestors, and are doomed to fall into the deep Abyss, your whole body corroded by rain, to suffer the endless divine punishment of storms!"
Priest Elder Ita burst into furious abuse, angrily spitting curses. Andivi said nothing. His head was lowered, his expression impossible to see. He stumbled closer, his fingers trembling slightly, yet he gripped that Obsidian dagger tightly.
"The Rain God will bring down disaster! He will punish you. Ah! Ugh... hhh!"
Elder Ita's eyes suddenly bulged wide. His face was filled with violent agony, even his expression twisting out of shape. He could no longer utter a single word of rebuke, and could only use the unwilling gaze of a dying man to curse the young and honored traitor deeply.
"Pff, chh!... Pff-chh!"
Andivi gritted his teeth and thrust out the sacrificial Obsidian dagger, driving it hard into Ita's chest, then yanking it out with force. His hands shook. Again and again, he stabbed in and pulled out, sending blood splashing everywhere, spattering his face red, blurring his eyes, and soaking both of their Rain God priestly robes through.
Only after dozens of breaths, when Ita fell to the ground with a "thud" and breathed no more, did Andivi's whole body go weak. He collapsed beside the corpse, pain and shame showing on his face. Before he knew it, tears were flowing from his eyes.
"Ah! Merciful Rain God, please... please forgive me! I... how could I do this?!"
Black Wolf watched calmly and nodded slightly. He knew this young captive's heart was already riddled with holes,