Yili sat still for a long several moments, thinking. Then, setting his kill down again, he maneuvered slowly toward the edge of the tree line. He glanced back and forth down the beach; no sign of the Beast. Perhaps the golden man's presence frightened it off. Yili shook his head quickly. Small chance of that. The Beast did not fear the Sun God; small chance it would fear these men, even if they were Gods themselves.
They needed to get off the beach before it was too late.
Drawing a deep breath, he stepped from beneath the palms' protective canopy and hurried over to the two prostrate forms. As he drew near, though, he realized he had made a mistake. These were not two men. The smaller of the two, the one who had bobbed limply along behind the man, was a woman.
It was obvious from up clo
