"Take them to the altar!"
Wendy had a clueless face about Damian's plan. She knew this clone that was with her had to get 'offered' first, but what then?
Damian told he had a way to rescue her, yet he was nowhere to be seen!
'So he ran away. Great,' Wendy thought.
She lost hope when she stood in front of the altar, a massive stone platform with a bowl on it — where her blood would go.
A wooden totem was behind the altar. That was the totem they had for their tribal god, a giant! They wanted to use both Wendy and Damian as a sacrifice to please their tribal god.
There were two shamans there: one who said many words before the altar, carrying a knife, and another one that looked concentrated.
Damian could see both shamans from behind the tree.
'The one with the knife will do the cutting part, and that one has to be the one suppressing the abilities,' Damian thought.
