Chapter Thirty-Four
Nicaragua, 120, BC
Xbalan
Just as Masaya was beginning to shoot enormous bursts of lava, his rise began. The village people had scattered and gone back to hide in the jungle, having seen the Winged Devil, and now their god was threatening them. Even the sentries had fled when the ground began to shake beneath them.
His rise went unnoticed. His dark wings and ominous roar echoed out, but because the threat of Masaya's anger was so loud, no one knew that the twin of the Great One had also come alive.
They were of pure Camazotz blood, and now Xbalan was eager to begin his wrath over those who had dismissed him before. He knew what he carried, and now desired what he'd been denied and needed to thrive.
As the molten rain covered the valley below, he moved to the area
