Bright campfires burn in the wilderness, reflecting the metallic glow into people's eyes. In the shining gold and silver light, the gray and black firestone appears insignificant, carrying an ordinary silence.
Old Militia Chiwaco looked attentively for a moment, inexplicably finding the firestone somewhat familiar. He hesitantly asked.
"Symbol of the ancestors' firestone? The stone that can burn?"
"Exactly! This is the gift from our ancestors, brought by the brave and decisive Divine Frog from the ancient Divine Mountain! The fire seeds spread in the land by the Thorned Rat, making the stones capable of burning. And the souls of the ancestors watch us in the flames!..."
Chieftain Kalan swayed his head, looking ethereal, as if communicating with the ancient ancestors.
