The Children.
The threatening creatures came charging at Amaela like coyotes prowling at a sheep. Their leathery skin smelled like stale carcass, eyeless heads clenching their teeth at almost ever thing in their way. The cacophony of loud screech and growls were the only sound going through the ears. Amaela had forseen this a moment ago she could predict the actions and moves of these creatures. She tried to bounce off them. She purged through the ambush of the creatures and went straight for Rehios. Everything had stopped at the moment frames of scenarios scattered in the sight of Amaela. She saw every consequences of her actions. First of all, she wouldn’t stand a chance against the God of death. Second, even if she tried to fight off these bloodthirsty flesh driven creatures, no chance she could ke
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