There was something in the Chieftana's eyes that Darryl didn't like. Perhaps it was her anxiousness that bothered him or the fact that she was trying to discredit his answer to her riddle. Nevertheless, the moment the Chieftana showed up with only few members of the council and no Enoch, he knew the odds were not in his favor right then.
"Destroy this bridge I command you!" The Chieftana's face contorted with anger. "You didn't answer my riddle right and you dared to build a bridge to mock on me?"
Darryl only looked at the woman. Something had changed about her, her once composed and confident self was gone and she was nothing near like the leader he had met previously. The one standing in front of him now was a messed up woman and her anxiety had made her face looked older than she was a year and half ago. Darryl thought perhaps that things in the Manggan Island were not running well and this only made him worried more about Xhemin's condition.
