The lake water ripples, the surface stained red. The originally peaceful surroundings of the lake are now filled with crude tents. Thousands of Totonac warriors are running back and forth in the camp, shouting in celebration. Many people have stains of blood splattered on them.
Led by the Black Wolf, over a thousand red-haired canine descendants suddenly appear at the edge of the jungle. These Totonac tribal defectors initially express surprise, then bow deeply with reverence.
"Ah! It's the fierce Black Wolf Great Chief, the formidable red-haired warriors..."
"Ha, praise the Chief Divine! Looks like the battle has just ended. Tupa has fought well!"
