"The Night of Malice!!"
"Raaaaaaarrrggghgggghhhh!!"
Pablo riled up all the four hundred men. They all let out a war cry.
Everyone stood up from the circle and stood in front of the five hundred tents.
Pablo nodded and walked.
Everyone made way for Pablo and now Pablo's back was in front of all the four hundred men.
"Um, excuse me?" Someone called Pablo from behind.
Pablo looked over his shoulder. "Yes?"
It was Ingine. The tall man with a beard.
"You still haven't told us why you lied to that woman about you having food with you?"
'This guy is still on that.' Pablo had an answer ready for him.
"I lied to her because I wanted to fool the five hundred people who have food with them. Now that girl thinks I have food and if she spreads this news to those five hundred people then they will think I am one of them.
