A'Chu explained a great deal about Zion until I felt connected to this strange breed, she shared his pain like it was hers. His strength and agility like it was running in her veins, she believed he can still be redeemed, and that only his soul was lost and not his value as a human.
I wanted to believe her so much but I thought she even knew that wasn't possible.
The priest's men returned to the god's castle empty handed, and it was the day after the festival. They passed through the huge space which yesterday was filled with crowd screaming and shouting for blood. But now it was quiet, there was blood all over the place and some body parts of the deceased slaves like heads and limbs which were hard to be eaten in whole by those cannibals - perhaps if they were roasted but as a raw meat that provided difficulties.
