Chief, she has woken up!

They were standing in the doorway, waiting for Jacobs to give instructions. He was sitting on a nearby cemetry, thinking deeply. Pondering over and over on the message that James had delivered, he made a tough decision.

"Zsadin, you need to accompany the juniors, I cannot bear to send you to such people!", without making eye contact, he blabbered.

"Chief, I was told to accompany you to kill Francois, wasn't I? I have dealt with more dangerous things!", she insisted, clearly confused as to why he was stalling her time.

"But-"

"Chief, she has woken up!", and they all rushed inside to see a very fragile girl, sitting timidly on the bed, legs crouched. She looked up on hearing footsteps approaching her. But as soon as she saw Jacobs and Jared, she again tried to flee but Zsadin swiftly approached her.

"They won't hurt you! Calm down! Calm down!", her calm voice, full of reassurance quieted down her uneasiness and she settled back on the bed.

"You just need to answer some questions and we will send you away from here and you will be safe!", the little girl looked into her eyes but only saw reassurance in them.

Zsadin reassuringly squeezed her hands but she was still not stable, so she could only coax her to sleep.

"Zsadin, we cannot stall this. We literally have no time! The situation is much worse!", desperation oozed from his voice, as Jacobs tried to convince her to take action.

"Chief, even if you there is a threat to my life, I will accompany you!", saying this she strolled out.

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Guns, bullets, grenades. Ammunition. When James was led to the storage area of the bandits, he was flabbergasted. These people had stored ammunition almost equal to one Cannon base. He couldn't stop his jaw from dropping, but quickly recovered. The clues he left at the destined places were absent, which meant that Zsadin had arrived. They should be visiting in a day or two. But if they came to attack, it would backfire. He needed to warn them!