"Drink the blood wine together, and swear the oath with blood!"
"Never surrender! Fight the Aztecs to the death!"
"Someone, bring the blood wine, quickly!"
Inside the divine hall, the chiefs of the many eastern tribes were flushed with excitement, shouting with fervor. Great Sun Chief Chichini turned and murmured a few words to Captain of Warriors Qiyan behind him. The latter bowed deeply, then went out of the hall.
Before long, Snake Priestess Miahuacoatl came swaying in with her supple waist, bringing four graceful snake maiden acolytes who carried clay jars filled with blood wine. The heavy reek of blood spread from the open jars, adding a note of mystery and strangeness to the ancient divine hall, and smothering every other scent.
Snake Priestess Miahuacoatl looked solemn, dressed in a pure white priestess's short robe, her neck held high like a white egret's. At this moment, her face held both the purity and nobility of a high priestess, and an innate, irresistible charm. Her bright eyes shifted as she met the gaze of each chief in the hall in turn. With a faint smile, she poured cup after cup of blood-colored water wine and handed them personally to the valiant great chiefs.
"...Snake Priestess Miahuacoatl is truly a rare beauty among the tribes!"
The chiefs in the hall accepted the blood wine. Looking at the alluring yet holy Snake Priestess before them, their hearts all stirred somewhat. The Golden Bay Tribe had been passed down for centuries, and the Snake Priestess carried the bloodline of the God-descendant, her status exceedingly revered. The Snake Priestess Miahuacoatl before them was the younger sister of Golden Bay Great Chief Chichini, and likewise held the right to inherit the tribe.
As long as one married her, not only could one enjoy a beautiful