"I call upon the ancestors of the Khutulun tribe: guide and protect from this mighty foe," declared Khutulun. As soon as she uttered these words, the Void Battlefield had a subtle shift. A wing suddenly blows all the disaster around the siblings, bringing a cool atmosphere.
Eleven people of different sizes and sexes appeared, although they were tall and physically intimidating, some more than others. These summoned Barbarians looked at Khutulun, and an elderly one with extreme muscles said:
"You're the one who summoned us?"
"Yes, tribe leader."
"So, you're the 12th? Does that mean the Emperor Curse should activate? Wait." The elderly man turned to Tolui. "The 13th? And in one generation?"
"The lower dimension is experiencing turmoil, so things are complicated," explained Tolui.
"That would explain why you're a monk," nodded the elderly, who was the tribe's first Great Emperor and the first person to hold the title of Khutulun.
