"Shh," you hear, your eyes opening slowly to reveal a dark-skinned woman, Zuma, towering over you with a spear in hand. The obsidian tip presses against your throat as another Aztec soldier binds your arms. "I am Zuma, Aztec warrior woman," she announces, a chilling smile crossing her face. "You and your friends have trespassed on our lands, making you all ideal tributes to the Gods!"
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