The swarm of mosquitoes surrounding the High Priest halted neatly, then abruptly changed direction, swarming over the foreign Sacrifices on the Altar. The white skin was almost instantly covered by the black swarm, the insects dancing furiously in the air, drawing fresh blood.
The Voodoo High Priest's vision blurred with illusions as the dance of mosquitoes became a vague tableau. In an infinite hallucination, she saw the white-skinned terror coming from the northwest, aboard huge sailing ships, with roaring weapons capable of spitting fire, cruelly destroying everything along the coast. Then, they landed, greedily snatching the land's Wealth, Gold, Silver, Gemstones, Ivory, and spices.
"Is it so, is it like this?... The white-skinned foreigners will come from over the sea... They bring relentless slaughter and destruction... They plunder the land's riches..."