"Shut up!" He groaned and walked to the door mercilessly.
I grabbed his arm and Kate reacted fiercely. He turned around, grabbed my leg, and threw my body back to the wall.
"I told you to shut up!" he growled while holding my jugular vein tightly. "What I tell you to do, do what you do!"
I can't stop Kate, nor can I do anything for me. My face is pale, my eyes are bloodshot, and my trachea is swollen, so I can't breathe. I stretched out my hand and grabbed my waist. I had no choice!
"Don't touch that knife!" Kate said, watching my hand wriggle towards the handle of the knife. "I'm ordering you, what should you do?"
My fingertips brushed the dagger. I can stay awake until I pull it out and kill Kate.
"What should you do?" He asked again, exhaling heat against my cheek.
Darkness fell, I raised a hand that gave in, and Kate let me go. I fell to the ground like a bag of shit, and he glared at Ms. L's critical expression at the door.
"Take this," he said, throwing a long rope at me. "Put it on your shoulders. Don't lose it."
"Where," I said incoherently, recovering, "Did you get it?"
"Stand up!" he asked. "We start from the south. Keep a low profile and move fast. Don't stop!"
Before I could catch my breath, Kate rushed out of the cabin and into the thick fog.
We joined the ranks of samurai in the cold night, and our breath became fresh in the cold. We sat lazily in a hut, avoiding not women, swamps, or Grutas, but Scarfel. Kate would not admit it, but he was afraid of wizards. The power they hold makes his knife redundant.
Low and fast as Kate expected, the sparse candlelight gleamed like fireflies from different locations, and I also heard rumors spread by women nearby. This forbidding mountain faintly appeared in front of you, its steep edge gleaming with silver light, pointing to the sky like a mysterious finger.
"There!" Jitt said, pointing to a vague place in front of him. "bring it on!"
I put the rope on my shoulders, turned around and told Mrs. L, but I didn't see the girl.
"Kate! She is gone! We must go back!"
"Go!" He cried, grabbing my shirt and pulling me into ragged clothes.
I moved on, struggling to grasp the rope, and kept looking back, hoping to see l behind.
We walked step by step through the remaining huts, came to a flattened grass, and continued to the south to a tall barn far away from the village. Presumably storing supplies, hay or cattle, this is an almost straightforward construction to see any farm. Kate leaned his back against the main wall, and I squeezed in, stiff from the cold beside him.
"Where is she?" I gasped. "Oh my God, she is there! Did you see her?"
Calmly, Kate watched the oppressed village in the dark, without commenting on the girl's fate. Suddenly, there was a rustle in the barn, which disturbed us.
"Maybe l?" I whispered into Kate's ear, the sound was like footsteps on the floor.
"It may be a wizard," he replied.
"I have the final say!" I said, without pausing, I quickly opened the doors. "Madam..." I covered my mouth and let out a scream. It was not the smell of feces that made me sick, but the wooden pen that surrounded the barn. Inside, under the warmth of a lantern, there are thirty swamp-like creatures like pigs. Among these greasy babies, some fell asleep, some bumped their heads with others, and others dug their noses into the yellow haystack. When he joined me at the door, Kate failed to hide his disgust.
"An army," he said nonsense.
A slot lined one side of the fence, filled with bones, hair, and rotting debris. "They must be destroyed," I said blankly. "All these things. They can't live, Kate, we can't leave unless we complete the mission."
Kate grabbed my elbow. "Do you want to protect those women? Eliminate these creatures, the wizard will never show mercy."
I remember the whip on l's back and the price she had to pay, but Kate was wrong.
"He needs women," I said. "After all, they are his swamp makers. No, Carter, Scarfel will come to us. If we can find this king, maybe he will tell us how to kill him and how to regain ZìYóu in this village. "
Kate was anxious to leave, walked outside the barn and asked me to follow her. I seriously considered running away, following him, and ending it all, but after another look at these sticky and abominable things, I couldn't break free.
I grabbed the hanging lantern from the wall of the barn, swallowed all the hesitation left behind, and threw the lighter into the half-blood pen, covering the explosion of glass and flames on my stomach and back.
"No!" Mrs. B appeared at the barn door, panting and screaming. She was quickly connected by her matrilineal alphabet, with unborn pigs growing in their stomachs and torches in their hands. .
Kate returned to me in the barn, his sword protected us from the hurting crowd, and the flames burned the haystack behind us high.
"Go away!" Mrs. B groaned in the loudest voice. "Stay away from our children! Go away!"
These pen-writing monsters wailed their alien voices. Their slippery skin seemed to burn easily, and the fire spread quickly. One lit one, and then another; this was the light moving around the fence, the yellow and white of the sun, and there was an unbearable scream below.
Black smoke began to form in this small space, and the stench of cooking meat became unusually obvious.
"How can you do this?" a hysterical woman called out on her knees. "Not our child! Who is going to get some water! Help!"
I was stunned. "How can you love these creatures?" I shouted, seeing at least ten people looking for buckets. "These damn things? Are you crazy?"
Nevertheless, they ran to save their offspring as if their lives depended on it.
"It's over tonight!" I yelled to the sound of chopping wood. "Did you hear it?"
"No one can stop the wizard!" Mrs. B screamed, overseeing the extinguishing of the flames. "We saw Grutas feeding our husband and friends into the swamp! To our own children! Women stronger than us were torn to pieces
A distant cry interrupted her. Looking at things far out of sight of Ji and I, things outside the barn, a wide-eyed Ms. b staggered her torch into the haystack.
"What's this?" I asked, raging. "what?!"
After a while, I heard footsteps getting closer and closer, watching the crazy women running away in tears, the huge Grutas blocked the door of the barn, with tangled hair in his hand, cut off. The head of the lady. There was an expression of constipation on her beautiful face, and blood dripped from her jagged neck like condensed oil.
"No..." I mumbled.
Behind us, the fire ignited what it liked, and then burst into a scorching ball, with falling cinder everywhere. Grutas threw L's head far into the circle of mocking the children, and then stomped his authority under his feet with a long roar.
"You dirty pig!" I snarled and answered. "Dirty pig!"
I had no choice but to walk through the barn except through Grutas. I felt Kate grab my wrist suddenly. "Don't move." He said, calmer than anyone else.
Putting me in his protective shadow, Kate posed to confront the beast, and we saw the hair and blood stains on his hands. Then Grutas clenched his fists, and Mrs. L's blood leaked from the gaps in his fingers, like soap bubbles of lava flowing out of the sponge.
"Kill him." I said. "Kill that son of a bitch!"
Kate gently flicked the tip of the samurai sword against the straw at his feet. The heat made his arm sweat and the blade was covered with grease. "I won't fall..." he said to the giant.
Grutas smiled, showing all his stained teeth and muddy tonsils. However, as the smoke thickens and the air cooks our lungs, there is no time to pose. Kate rushed towards the monster covered in blood, but was kicked violently into its internal organs, absorbing all the oxygen in Kate's body, and then threw it into the fence of the barn. When Kate reached the hellish end of the barn, the fragments scattered; at the same time, I jumped to avoid the falling pile of burning hay.
I lay on the ground and glanced at my protector. He was struggling to stand up tenaciously in pain, only to knelt to the ground crunchingly, and the children smashed into his arms and torso. Kate took the sword, took a deep breath, and began to cut the meat. At the same time, Grutas stomped at me, but the barn was too hot for the swamp, and he slammed the flames with his arm, frustrating.
Staggering, Kate and I were in the depths of the incinerator, and the roof collapsed on top of our heads.
"Are you okay?" I shouted. "Can you stand up, man?"
The samurai sword was dripping blood in his hand, still panting, he was speechless, so I put his arm around my neck and watched us both go as far as the barn end.
On the back wall, a huge fire rushed toward us. I heard Grutas screaming for bloody revenge in the background, turned around and saw him being beaten on the road and throwing the small swamp out. I hurriedly tied the rope to my shoulders, stepped back six steps, gave Kate a brave look, and then we rushed towards the incandescent wall together.
In a wind of broken wood and jagged flames, we rushed out from the other side. Kate immediately put out the fire in my hair, and we kept crawling towards the smoky Markross route, leaving the village of the pregnant prisoner and the factory of the wizarding army forever. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)