[center][sup]The Rise of Kul[/sup][/center]
[center]Smor’Gen’Blok[/center]

Za’Kul rose to a crouch, always remaining eye level with his father when they spoke one-on-one. His three hearts had slowed to normal pace and he was getting his bearings. Wits about him, he scrounged a reply,

“Hi’Wor die in collapse. Wor’Boa… Wor’Boa not there at all.” What was more worrying to Za’Kul was what may happen when word spread of the tunnel’s collapse. Who would get the blame? If Za’Kul knew Smor’Gen’Blok right, it would be the Low tribes, it didn’t matter if they were responsible or not.

“You sure sending Kul down there smart? What we do when other tribe hear? What if other tribe want want war? What we do, Pa?”