Lost City of Gold ⚱️

Second Thoughts

The heroes observed the night dance of Mayan tradition. Female dancers dance traditionally to their people for entertainment. Making their ululating calls to attract attention.

"It really does exist. I always thought it was Aztec or Olmec but it's Mayan" Panthera observed.

"I've seen a lot of history dance cultures like in Cambodia, India, and Africa. I've never seen one like this" Blu Tembo said.

"It's fascinating to learn their culture. It's like feeling the rhythm in battle wars and dancing rituals through body language. It's as if it took our ancestors to learn how to talk first" Ladybug said.

"Pretty much" Blu Tembo agreed.

"I still don't understand that drink stuff made us hear them speaking English. Alien stuff they found in a meteor centuries ago?" Cat Noir asked.

"Maybe or magic?" Ladybug guessed.

"Maybe. It takes years to learn other languages than just seconds of process" Cat Noir said.

"Okay then" Ladybug shrugs.

"It's definitely an alien technology in the meteor. Just like with Ancient Egypt, some believe that aliens are gods to them" Blu Tembo said.

"You sure of that?" Panthera asked.

"I'm not sure," Blu Tembo said.

"Histories can sometimes have truths and deceptions but our kwamis lived beyond their time to remember each era," Ladybug said.

"Yep, even before their animal bases," Cat Noir said.

Blu Tembo felt his counterpart lurking around somewhere, "Indeed. I suppose evolution can happen on kwamis too" He said before making an excuse to not ruin their moment as he walked away to find him.

"Where are you going?" Ladybug asked.

"Just exploring" Blu Tembo lied.

"Let him soak it in," Panthera said, understanding he likes his privacy.

Blu Tembo walked to the border of the city, searching for Loxodon, "Kom fram vart du än är!" He called out.

"Looking for me? Lost your mother on the way, young calf?" Loxodon comes out of the shadows with a menacing look.

"Hello, Loxodon. Face to face with me or should I say Me against Myself?" Blu Tembo said.

"Whatever you wanna call it, just because we both have the same miraculous" Loxodon grunts in annoyance.

"That may be true but I restore memories like a superhero. You erase memories like a supervillain. Totally different paths" Blu Tembo crossed his arms, "I know you can't kill me because you probably killed others which is too easy for you"

"They deserved it for their misdeeds," Loxodon said.

"Really? Have you never thought about why they do misdeeds? What if they were forced by anyone? Actions speak louder than words" Blu Tembo said, punching the tree for bananas to drop as he caught one in his hand, "Villains don't do great things but selfish gain and greed"

"You have no idea what I had to sacrifice. I erased my family's memories" Loxodon said.

"So do I, but not like this. I don't have to know why you do that because I know you won't tell me because you're either in pain or going through mental trauma" Blu Tembo ate his banana.

"You don't know bullshit!" Loxodon had his tusk sword near Tembo's neck but he didn't flinch.

"Well, I know that sometimes a man's goatee makes them evil" Blu Tembo smirked.