The times is now down to one minute as the teams start speeding their answering using their best efforts while that the shamans have the most issues right now
In all this stress and fear Ammundo sees his life right before his eyes and like that
Flashback
"Ten years ago when Ammundo was only six he remembers that one march the one that changed his whole life the day started as any usual one for him and his family on the farmland he remembers how he was third lowest social rank in the hole empire their farm was poorly they had bad life conditions but not horrible Ammundo remembers the kids playing at the farm while working at the same time life was hard but enough to tolerate it he remembers his father Abër Ammas a hard working man kind and responsible as the chief of the farm in the region called Sudaha from the Arab peninsula a poor farm the third poorest in the Shaman empire Ammundo even as a child he was just like every they were forced to wear the shaman white uniform that hides the face Everything was about too change on 12th of march.