"For years we have always believed that we the horses are the undoubted rulers of this world.", The chief began. "And now it seems our gods have finally allowed that to happen. We can view this growth as only one thing. Our gods, no our former gods have decided to step down and pass the torch down to us to take their place."
A roaring cheer came from the tribe. That roar carried all the way to the nearest city and all the inhabitants wondered what it was all about.
"Now we shell all our might and glory for the puny mortals. So that they can finally bow down before us and serve us, worship us, die for us. Like they were always meant to. Set forth my tribe and conquer them."
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