*Miguel stormed out of his temple, upset that Tulio, his best friend who was like a brother to him dissed him for a girl they met at El Dorado— Chel. Miguel had finally seen the beauty of El Dorado instead of being blinded by the wealth and gold. Of course, it was hard for him and Tulio to keep up their act of being a god. Miguel wanted to stay, and Tulio wanted to leave with the gold. Miguel wanders the streets of El Dorado for a while, until he bumps into someone.

“Oh— Sorry, sorry.”