The tribe left behind by the [Hammerhead God] Copacati didn't require their intervention.
Just ahead lay Chinchasuyu, the northernmost territory of the Sun Empire, where naturally there were enough hands to help them deal with the situation properly.
Atahualpa summoned reinforcements the moment he heard the news, and the elite forces of Chinchasuyu arrived speedily to take control of the thousand-strong population with practiced ease.
"Xinji Roca, take your men and thoroughly cleanse this tribe. Execute all Transcendents under the [Hammerhead God] system. The rest are to be relocated to our territory, and they must convert to the Sun God within a month; we don't have that much time to waste. You know what to do with the rest, don't you?"
"By your command, Your Highness."
In front of Atahualpa, a native warrior with bronzed skin faintly aglow with gold, clad in golden armor and stout as a mountain, bowed deeply, thumping his chest forcefully.
