Chapter Eight
Huna's story
Masaya, Nicaragua, 120 B.C.
Deep in the jungle, near the dark lava cliffs just outside of the Munzi tribe's decimated village, was where Huna found a place for Daisel and him to hide. No one would search for them there. It was one of the few places below the mountain that Masaya's massive torrent of lava and ash had spared.
Huna was convinced, even with the decimation of the Munzi, that the people of the Catzu and Tobo would be hunting him for taking their god's bride. He took a deep breath as he laid Daisel on the cool, wet vista. Seeing her bruised and soiled face made him cringe, but the rise and fall of her chest gave him hope she would live. He had saved her, brought her back, and now waited to see what that meant.
She was breathing, and he could feel t
