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The water was cold and filled with bones. But it led to a crack, and the crack led to a tunnel, and the tunnel led to the root-strangled edge of the jungle.
The ninth night of the Black Sun ceremony was when the Jaguar Priest called for blood. K'in, a carver's son from the hill village of Ixim, had never seen the Great City until the raiders came—men with face paint like cracked earth and macaw-feather capes.
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What followed was a three-day chase through the emerald dark. The First Hunter, a massive man named Chimal, led the war party. They knew the jungle as K'in did—but K'in had spent his boyhood learning the old ways from his grandmother: how to eat bullet ants for energy, how to weave a thorn barrier behind him, how to make a wasp nest fall on a pursuer's head.
K'in was seventh in line.
They fought in a clearing of flowering mahogany trees, just as the sun lifted over the distant City of Temples. K'in had no weapon but a rock tied to a stick. Chimal had an obsidian-edged macuahuitl that could shatter bone. But K'in had something else: he had stopped running for his life and started running for his home.
By the second night, he had killed two hunters with a sharpened kingfisher beak and a length of vine. The water was cold and filled with bones
Chimal swung. K'in dropped into the mud, rolled beneath the arc, and drove his stone-headed club upward into the hollow beneath the hunter's jaw.