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And when the stars and the moon were darkened a rooster sang. The exhausted Indian slapped the leader of the mosquitoes Iramoka. However, he collapsed to the ground from fatigue. For five days and ten nights, he slept peacefully until a new leader of the mosquitoes appeared.

Iramok II gathered an army and again wanted to bite the Indian. The clever ancestor of Mamuka decapitated the army with one blow. The insects folded their wings and promised to serve the winner until the end of spring. The first Indian proclaimed this country Komaria.

As time went. Summer has come. The vile Iramok the Third again gathered an army and attacked the king of Komaria. So these wars went on and on.

There is a legend that there is a brave mosquito hunter. The earth will get rid of bloodthirsty creatures and peace will come. The Chosen One will be able to find the most important leader of «Iramoka some there» and will be able to rid the land of this tribe.

– «It will be me»! – said the dog Hanukkah.

– «My dear friend, I will only be glad, then you will become the leader of the tribe».