QUOTE : After two calls, the male looked at Vic and asked why she didn’t again make the war-cry of her tribe. A hundred thousand years ago, it was the custom of a tribe to enter a battle with its war-cry and to repeat the call if victorious. This was the first time in this life she met a creature who understood. It felt good, and the Sasquatch didn’t need to ask twice. Vic raised her arms, waved the bloody ax, and again the forest echoed with the terrifying cry of the prehistoric tribe of Onu!