"Time is about to come. As the fathers of our fathers predicted a long time ago, the mother of all catastrophes will soon arrive. It will be powerful enough to destroy everything, but the benevolent gods protect us and Quetzacoatl will return from the House of Aztlan to take us safely with him, aboard his winged chariot.
Tell the people to prepare, the time has come to open the way for the return of our savior," said the shaman in a cavernous voice. A moment later he began to breathe badly, a rattle came out of his throat and his chest throbbed spasmodically, as if he were witnessing a frightening vision, or rather as if he were actually experiencing it himself. An adept took a step towards him to rescue him, but the High Priest stopped him. Once the c****x of the crisis had passed, the O
