There was so much chaos.
People were running in every direction, grabbing whatever weapon they could reach. Hunters snatched bows from the racks outside their cabins. Farmers abandoned baskets of grain and seized old spears hanging above their doorways.
Mothers rushed screaming children indoors while the older boys ignored their parents and reached for hunting knives they had no business carrying.
The peaceful settlement I had woken up in only days ago disappeared before my eyes.
It had become a battlefield.
Mira looked at me again.
Without a word, I ran toward her.
"What is happening?" I asked.
Mira was mincing words.
"You brought them to us," she whispered.
"I brought who?" I asked, though somewhere inside me I already knew the answer.
She turned away from me.
"The Krackans,
