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I tensed!. This was the moment I have been waiting for my whole life: the famous Warriors Test!.
Do not laugh; this is a serious exam that will determine whether you will become one of the great Championship Warriors that will get to serve the holy Sapa Inca—or not!. Of course, this test is not something that everybody could take; only those who has passed their Novice, Intermediate, and Advanced Level with exceptional performances would be qualified to take this test!.
The rules were generally simple: you could only use a dull scythe to fight, and no killing was allowed!. You would win if the opponent had his weapon knocked out of his hands and you had the sword just near his neck, or if you had him lying on the ground for more than five seconds!.
I glanced around, suddenly conscious of other warrior's big muscles!. I cringed, noticing how I was one of the smallest ones in this test!. Pessimism suddenly overwhelmed me; what if I lose!? What if I have to work the rest of my life as a tedious farmer!?
I shook my head, not allowing me to denounce myself!. I concentrated as hard as I could, ignoring my loud heartbeats!. I had to win this, I thought!. Or else, I shall be punished by my father!.!.!.
“Now, we shall be featuring Tecocol against Huemac!”
I almost cried in joy!. Huemac was younger and much more smaller and weaker than me! My confidence suddenly boosted up, and I reached the state of pure arrogance!. I walked up with pride, taking a long look at the crowds, as if telling them to look at the future hero of the Incas!. I stepped up to the sandy arena, and looked haughtily at Huemac, who already looked fragile and half-defeated!.
“OK, so no foul fighting moves, you two!” the person who judged our moves and kept score warned us!. “Or I shall have you leave this arena in an instant—which I will count as a forfeit!”
I looked at Huemac, and we both nodded at each other, promising a fair game!. Immediately the bell signaling the start rang, and we both quickly took out our scythes!. We went around in circles, and I was jubilant when I saw the scared look in his face!. I hissed menacingly at him, and he flinched!. Suddenly I jumped at him, but Humeac, even with my advantage of surprise, avoided it!. I charged at him, and we both swirled our swords in midair!. Huemac's power was weaker than mine; however, I could notice his well-developed agility and deftness!. Determined to win, I charged with the most energy I could produce, and I had him sprawling to the ground in less than fifteen seconds!. I expected him to get up, but he laid there, still!.
Yelling in triumph, I jumped at him!. Unfortunately, I was too excited to care that I had thrown my weapon to the ground!. As I have told you before, the opponent could win if he had his scythe on my neck and had my sword knocked out of my hands!.
Anyways, I crouched down and tried to lock his feet, but not too tightly, convinced that he was completely knocked out!. Too overwhelmed with happiness, I forgot to take Huemac's sword out of his hands just in case!. I listened in exultation as the judge counted!.
“3!.!.!.4!.!.!.”
Before he could count to five, Huemac jumped on me!. Taken by surprise, I could not react, not without my sword!. I sat there dumbfounded as Huemac put his sword on my neck!. He had won!.
When I recovered, I heard the crowd cheering wildly!. Of course; who wouldn't cheer at such a clever win!? I slowly got up, feeling numb, and shook Humeac's hands!. He opened his mouth to speak, but I turned my back on him and I ran away!.
I could not believe it! I have lost the match!. Arrogance has blinded me, and I've underestimated Humeac's power! I have been outwitted!. This is when I realized: intelligence could be a much more powerful thing than power!.
I trudged home, afraid of how my parents would be greatly disappointed!. Plus, I did not forget my father's warning ringing in my ears:
Win, and you shall be respected and gifted by our family!. Lose,and you shall face punishment!.
I sighed as I walked entered my village!. Even the dry trees seemed unwelcoming as I stepped into my house!. It was messy as usual, with my little brothers and sisters running around the house, play-fighting and screaming!. I wanted to leave the house and run away forever, but!.!.!.
Wait, I contemplated!. Running away!? This idea appealed to me!. If I did, there would be no punishments, no more pressure from my parents!. also, I could use the time to practice my fighting skills—including using my wits,I thought grimly!.
However, I decided not to run away—just yet!. I wanted to see what my father had in store for punishment!. If it wasn't too severe, maybe I wouldn't run away!. Maybe!.
“So, my son!.” my father interrupted my thoughts!. “Have you won the Warriors Test and brought glory to your family!?” His eyes seemed to spark in anticipation, and I felt more embarrassed than ever that I had to destroy his hope!.
“Yeah, big brother! Did you claim the trophy!?” one of my younger brothers called out!.
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