A week before...
"She didn't come back, it has been three hours, we must leave!" Mes started.
Pat gazed at him. She knew how hard was for them to let Tania be there but as they all knew her, she wouldn't give up to death simply.
Pat started the engine and pressed the gas pedal.
"Would the shield let us pass? I have heard that ficots are guarding the shields. They carry strong dangerous spears that can toss us miles away while we are grilling in midway. Their wings can summons the wind to turn us to pieces."
Bes described. Pat knew it well and her fingers were already numb out of nervousness.
"Shut up, Bes, stop saying non-sense."
Mes nagged and he shrugged. He was telling the truth.
"I am fine, don't disturb each other. I hope that they let us pass."
She had to proceed her path. Tania was right they couldn't surrender to Savul at once.
