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those heroes producing the exaltation as though a shining aura surrounding their bodies. This
               operation  produced  relief  because  one  second  later  both  were  cursing,  although  they  not
               reached to hear their own oaths.
                      While in the Sky the events that I have just mentioned were occurring, below, next to
               the Ziggurat, the rest of the populations lived curious experiences. When Nimrod threw the
               heads of the Demons the gabble was huge and promptly the same were strung on spears.  These
               heads were rather larger than a normal man, although they not reached to double it in size. The
               blonde  and  large  hair  framed  a  squared  visage,  of  slanted  and  black  eyes  and  an  enormous
               hooked nose. The mouth was of fleshly lips, detail that was perfectly appreciated due to the
               Demons lacked of beard.
                      The  spears  were  nailed  before  the  image  of  Kus  whereas  the  women  Initiates  were
               transporting the enormous bodies to proceed, before the God of the Race, to rip the heart of
               the Demons.  One of women Initiates made an aperture on its chest and extracted the heart,
               which curiously was located in the right side. Then she removed the organ to the other Demon
               and lifted the bloody entrails with her hands to show them to the people. And there occurred
               the umpteenth prodigy due to, with the consequent frightfulness of the multitude integrated
               by men and children.  Were two red roses each one with a piece of thorny stem, but nobody
               recognized as such because the roses not existed on the earth yet, and probably those were the
               first ones seen by human eyes since the submersion of the last Atlantins. The woman Initiate
               threw them disparagingly at the foot of Kus and everyone returned to the Ziggurat where, in
               that endless midday, erected the giant hawthorn.
                      The Elite of two hundred archers had already climbed through hawthorn of Enlil and
               penetrated in the black aperture. The rest of the Kassite army remained around the Ziggurat:
               the  infantry,  the  sappers,  the  spearmen  and  auxiliaries,  and  numerous  archers  that  not
               belonged to the Elite. There were also many squadrons of warriors from other cities who had
               come to Borsippa as escort of Ambassadors and Nobles. And all lifted their fists up to the Sky
               and  screaming:  –Kus,  Nimrod;  Kus,  Nimrod!  –Encouraging,  now,  their  invisible  King  and
               desiring intimately to receive the order to climb through the hawthorn and collaborate in the
               struggle. Many Princes and military Chiefs were next to the troops, but nobody would have
               dared to give any order without receiving before the signals of Nimrod or Ninurta.
                      A choir of women and children composed by the rest of the population accompanied the
               clamor of the troops. But the Hamitic shepherds, of course, continued frightened, invoking Yah
               with bated breath, He, II, Enlil, their beloved Demiurge.  And the women Initiates, shyly first,
               and then with some urgency, went up to the superior turret to inquire about the fate of the
               Hierophants, and they verified that all had perished.  And for this reason they were crying and
               cursing the sinister  hawthorn. Because the Initiates who didn’t  die when the tongue  of  fire
               burnt the turret, now were skewered on thick and large thorns that covered the totality of the
               blue precinct. The Kassite people had lost the Elite of Cainite Initiates; their luck was now only
               in the hands of King Nimrod!
                      But  the,  the  sound  of  the  cannon  OM  started  to  invade  the  ambit  of  the  city  and
               promptly became such insupportable that many fell to the floor fainted for the pain. A new
               cloud of geo-plasmatic vapor, this time sprouting from the floor of Borsippa, extended rapidly.
                      The mist lifted to an equal height of a half of a man and covered those who plummeted
               unconscious. The first who fell, almost instantaneously, were the Hamitic; men and women;

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