Not wanting to refuse, but remembering how Mads was sliced and his experience of almost being fed to them, Christ let out a long sigh. But Emma's tightening grip, as if to provide support, made Christ think twice as a different point of view.
Deftly, Christ overlaid the map on the front with his rough outline. Starting from the position where the local men were enjoying fresh raw meat, as well as the boxes that were hung with a pungent odor. He then showed the picture to Emma, who was waiting enthusiastically.
"What do you want to find there with this picture?"
Emma looked around, trying to count the boxes of corpses hung around the settlement. Then she gazed at Christ, as if something was making her think hard.
"Are you sure these hanging boxes are all corpses? I mean, isn't there a s
