It has passed four years since the white faces arrived into this land.
Four years of war and it seems that they are wining, every time there are fewer and fewer red faces.
The last city of the old owners of this land had been attacked but they didn't know that these people would fight to the death.
The people believe in their best warrior, Apawalka who was raised by a wolf, he is quiet like the air, strong like tje bear and smart like the eagle with all the character of a great leader.
The fight is being won by the people but one bull comes trhourgh the body of the great warrior making him fall on his knees.
Apawalka is staring at the ground now, trying to stand up, but he falls down.