7. THE THRILLS OF THE CORRUPTED
AS the dark clouds fulfilled their promise and rain started pouring down on them, the guardians led the way to a hillside, made camp and concluded they should better bring them to Hoshonto the next morning.
“If you’re as familiar as you claim to be in these woods, you must already be aware of the bears. They won’t ask any questions before eating you.” The bold one said, with a grin assuring that escaping unarmed, was not at all a good idea. He then unbound them, leaving Isaiah and Tzelem alone while the three of them prepared the campfire.
“Listen, Isaiah. Either the big, bold one is playing a trick on the commander, or all of them are playing us. Guardians make these schemes all the time...” Tzelem whispered as soon as they were out of ear’s reach.
“A trick?” Tzelem nodded solemnly.