After promoting my subordinates, the grand prayer ceremony concluded. The food used as tribute was divided for my subordinates to feast on, and after finishing half a lobster, I, Lin Xiao, returned to the other side of the altar. That's where the spoils of war were piled up, all scavenged from the Lobstermen Tribe.
Most of it was stored food, nothing of value. Whatever remained was just a bunch of miscellaneous items, with only two or three things of real value to me.
The first was an enormous, rusty iron anchor, similar to a ship's anchor, seven or eight meters in length and very heavy. When I'd visited the Lobstermen Tribe, this object had been buried in mud and sand, neglected by the Lobstermen who treated it merely as a part of the landscape.
Although temporarily useless to me, it might not be so in the future.
