I wrapped some leaves around Cabiov's forehead. Froata was throwing up on a tree. " My dad was right about you. ", She coughed.
It was dark. I kept tallies on each day. It has been almost a full year. I lied down trying to fall asleep.
Suddenly, I heard groaning from someone in the distance.
Oh my…
MACROA???
She's alive? Half of her face is burnt and ugly. Macroa limped to me and said. " Don't worry I won't fight you, I'm looking for Xuro! ". I had to break the news to her.
Macroa was mad and tried to stab Cabiov. " I didn't swing from planet to planet with an Intergalactic Slingshot just for my target to get killed! ", She yelled.
I got my fists ready and punched her to the sky.
Glad that is over.