The green Krenalchi walked to the fire in the center of the huts. The three other warriors joined him. Suddenly, a drum appeared. One of the female Krenalchi walked to it and tested it… and began playing a beat! A spear rack assimilated next to the main hut an a sprinkle of light, and the warriors each grabbed a spear.

They danced around the fire for what seemed like forever.

And even today, children, amidst all of our city’s splendor, we still, each day, dance around that fire, spear in hand.

For if we don’t, the Player will kill us.