"The gaze of the divine watches over the ancestors. He said, 'Mexica people, from lake to lake, from mountain to mountain, this is your home, your land, your nation!'" This was the Priest's hymn.
Xiulote was entranced by the splendid beauty of the celebration. Yet, when he looked inward again, what he saw was a different kind of sacred bloodshed.
Inside the walled boundaries of the Temple District, there were also dense crowds. These people were invited attendees, dressed in their most formal attire, participating in the coronation ceremony at the Great Temple.
On the outer edge, there were foreign merchants adorned with various exotic ornaments. Followed by noble Poets, skilled Temple Craftsmen, Mexica military merchants, high-ranking elite Samurai, and representatives of the community. Most of them wore garlands and formal cloaks, excitedly and joyfully talking loudly, watching the intense sacrificial ball game.