"These foreign gods, are they not strangers from the sun?
They have brought the divine seeds of fire, growing in a shining box that reflects the sunlight.

They need no rubbing-sticks and no drill to kindle fresh flame.

They touch the seed on the box, and, lo, like a miracle, fire bursts forth from the wood spontaneous.

Tu-Kila-Kila comes, to behold this miracle." The warriors hung back with doubtful eyes for a moment.

Then they spoke with one accord, "Tu-Kila-Kila shall decide.