"Hahahahahahahaaaaa oy, shaman, do you really think that this kid can win against me?"
The shaman simply smiled and patted Liam's back. "Alad Tumba. That's the name of the next head whom I've decided to support. You do not have the qualities of a leader, Amarr. It was my fault for judging you differently, so I've decided to fix my mistakes."
Liam slowly walked as he kept his eyes on the tribal chief, half expecting him to attack. Instead of fighting straight away, the man turned to look at his men. "Surround them and behead all these traitors!"
"Silence!" the shaman screamed, making all the tribal warriors stand in place like stone statues. "Do not forget where your loyalty lies. What are you supposed to do when the tribal chief is challenged? Speak!"
"We must patiently watch. Kill the loser and worship the winner!" they said in unison before stamping the ground thrice.
