I heard a heavy tread as the red eyes that Tom pointed, appeared to be shifting towards me. While the tread proceeded, Tom, turned and slithered away. ."Good luck", that was Tom's last words. I wanted to follow him or tightly hold on to his tail so that he can't leave my side. But to where? To another trap, so I stood there and said nothing." It's going to be fine", I believed still terrified, but trying to keep myself together.
Eventually, I saw to whom the red eyes and the heavy tread belong. A tall clayed creature, twice my height, l like to dub him or her a clayed man, as it does possess some human features. This clay man is exactly like the one from my dream. I reckon it's Silo that the boy was referring to.
This tall clayed man leaned down to grab me. I glimpsed other red eyes from far and the dark, I reckon is other clayed men. I don't know what was I thinking, but right before the tall clayed man could grab me, I decided to throw a punch on his ugly face.
Crash!
Okey that I didn't expect. When I threw a punch, I didn't imagine that it will make such an impact. Of course, I wanted to make an effect, but I didn't imagine it will break this Clay man's face. My first is not even injured and I'm not feeling any pain.
I throw another punch on his face and crashed another part of his ugly face.
"Ohh, what is happening to me", I stared at my hands which were glowing sea blue. I felt a strength that I never felt before. Guess what? I was not terrified anymore. A grin to show that I'm loving this moment.
I hit a Hook kick, then spin kick and I jump and hit Silo with a knee. Crush! the sound I love as I'm breaking Silo into rubble. I don't know where did I learn these moves.
" Wooo", voices added. I reckon these are voices of ghosts like in my dream. From Silo is was just silence, probably because it doesn't have a month. He was slow and I was fast, so this made the whole process easy. Crush!After hitting Silo with a slide kick and the last one as his whole body was rubble.
I hear another bunch of heavy tread and I understood that are other clay men like in my dream. My whole body was glowing and I felt more powerful. The way I was feeling, I knew I was ready for anything. Clay men, witches, ghosts, or any other creature. I felt like a superhuman while I glowed in that dark.
The other bunch of Clay men appeared but were not as tall as Silo. Luckily slow like Silo and they all had the same fate as Silo. I knocked them all, and soon their body was rubble.
"Zendaya, Zendaya, Zendaya", voices cheering.
"Who is next?".I was on top of a certain grave.
" King Zweli Amari", as I read on the epitaph and then I move to the next one." Queen Zuri Amari, Queen Masego, Queen..."
"Wait a minute, is this a Royal cemetery."
"Zendaya, look behind you", a boy's voice uttered, as I was continuing to read the epitaphs.
I turned and looked behind my back and the rubble of Silo and other clay men was emerging.
"What?"
Okay, I repeated the same process and knocked them again. This time it was a bit difficult as they were a bit faster. After crashing them again, they emerged again. I'm not going to finish here, I keep crashing and they keep emerging.
What is upsetting is every time they emerge, they come back faster and stronger than before. While they seem to be strong and faster, I'm starting to feel tired. It seems like, I'm getting weaker.
"No way, I'm not going to finish"This is the fourth time, they are emerging. We are circling in the same place here.
Now, I'm tired. I chopped his legs first and was about to hit him with a flying knee when suddenly I fell. I hit hard on the ground, and it was painful. I looked at my hands and that glow was slowly fading.
I stood up and threw a punch." Ouch, that hurts ", I looked at my first and it was bleeding. Silo didn't even crack. Blood on my first and that glow finally fated. I'm tired and the nerves start to rise again.
"Zendaya" the voices cheering but sounding less enthusiastic. It was more like they're disappointed or at least afraid for my life.
I try to punch Silo again, using another hand only to see if that miracle would repeat itself." Ouch", now both my fists are bleeding and painful as hell. After than last punch, I could tell that Silo is happy just by looking in his eyes. Unfortunately, he didn't have a mouth, course if he had one then I would have seen a grin.
"Oooooh," a voice added, the same boy's voice in my dream. Honestly, the boy is not doing me any favor at this moment.
Plan B, running and seeking help. I'm worn out but if I don't run, then I will die. I started to run immediately after hitting Silo with the last punch, just to be certain that power is not back. And It was not back, and this time I reckon I broke some bones.
"Help, help"
"Zaire, Uncle"
"Please, somebody help"
"Tom", wait why calling Tom, I guess it's just nerves. These nerves are honestly playing with my head. I'm running but just like with the ostrich, I'm circling in the same place.
"Help"
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By this time, when Zendaya is screaming for help, Mr. Tom is far away. He did want to stay so that he can witnesses when Silo tears that little witch, named Zendaya. However, he thought What if Zaire comes to Zendaya's rescue? And then find him there? What will he then say? It was unlikely that Zaire will come to rescue Zendaya, but either way, Tom didn't want to take chances. It is better to be safe than sorry.