Chapter 5
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Tlaloc, exhausted is on his knees, fighting the Krazoa spirit's influence.
Tlaloc's intense expression and struggle as he clutches his chest, where the Krazoa spirit's energy is concentrated. The Krazoa spirit, a dark, ethereal form, starts glowing as it tries to break free. A white light explosion happens as the Krazoa spirit bursts out, floating in the air. Tlaloc, now free, looks up with his eyes returning to their normal color as the light fades away. He got up to his feet, catching his breath.
"I don't feel it's presence anymore." he said, after sensing to see if it was still within him. "Thank you, Fox."
"What's your plans now, since you're free from the Krazoa's influence."
"I figure..." Tlaloc said thoughtfully. "I'll explore this planet some, before coming back here, to watch over the Lightfoot Tribe. You probably need help getting out of here."
"I would appreciate it."
Tlaloc's eyes closed again, a light emitted from his body, engulfing Fox, but this time, took him to the portal that he used to get to where the dark tan shaman was located in. Fox climbed off one of the portal's edges, walking from the cave entrance and into the outside world of Lightfoot Village.