A sound came from behind them, and Amethyst turned around to see the boy who she had met earlier. He walked over to her as Amethyst waved her hand then looked back at the woman. Ripping a piece of her dress, she cooled it, then carefully wiped the blood from the woman’s face. She became calm and asked a question which Amethyst was not able to answer.
“Sorry, I don’t understand you, but you’re saved now.” She stood and grinned. “Well…I’ve got to go help your friends.”
Amethyst ran outside to stop the intruders, who were holding the other villagers as prisoners. As she arrived near the center of the village, the man who had abandoned his friend in the hut was speaking to a man with the hat made of bones. He appeared to be the leader of the group. The man had a black goatee, and his face ha
