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While they are dancing the sky is getting darker and darker, but now the men of all morungs also arrive and perform a warrior's dance full of movement brandishing their spears and daos. This is not the slow circumnambulation of the people of Wakching but the dancers jump all over the place threaten imaginary enemies, form a circle only to dissolve it again soon and dance around individually. An old man who himself had still captured several heads has taken the Pangsha head from the euphorbia, holds it in his hand, and is dancing in front of everyone else. |
