Chapter 39:
Orphan Survival
With the scroll recovered, she now advances towards Shailly, having already received first aid. But an unexpected obstacle stands in her way. An orphan, arms wide open in a gesture of arrest, blocks her path.
_ Son: “ Don't come any closer! ”
_ Moana: “ ... ”
_ Son: " We thank you for saving us. But now you plan to take Shailly and the rest of us back to sacrifice us in the village. That's out of the question! "
_ Maïko: " In any case, we can't afford to go back to the village. Shailly won't last that long! "
Her face impassive, she stares at each of them.
_ Moana: “ What are you talking about? We're heading for Sainté Village. ”
Very surprised by this response, everyone exchanged questioning glances.
_ Moana: “ Between chiefs, it'll be easier to negotiate for help. ”
With a solemn gesture, she lifted Shailly's body and placed her on her shoulders.
_ Moana: “ Now let's go. ”
In a slow procession, we too venture into the dark depths of the forest, leaving their remains behind us forever.
_ Ayden: “ Before we get started, how did you find us? ”
_ Moana: “ Thanks to phosphorus. ”
_ Ayden: “ Phosphorus? ”
_ Moana: “ Yes. I am an Unclassifiable. I control atoms, and my Source is phosphorus. ”
Between us, everyone exchanges a questioning look.
_ Moana: “ To answer your question, every night on my rounds, I put phosphorus under the soles of my shoes for safety. And when I came back, some things had been moved. So I sprinkled phosphorus on the floor and saw that there were other footprints besides mine. ”
The discovery of this breach in our infiltration plan leaves me with a bitter taste. My fingers clench around nothing.
_ Ayden: “ Impossible to guess that she possessed such a Source… ”
_ Moana: " So I followed those footprints that led to the barricades. I understood that you climbed it somehow. "
_ Hazel: “ How do you manage to produce fire with your Source? ”
_ Moana: " I can control the temperature of my Source as I wish. Since I am Type C, I produce and eject phosphorus from my body. It is important to know that phosphorus naturally ignites on contact with air at a certain temperature. "
Eyes widen.
_ Hazel: “ Unbelievable… ”
I stare at her, my mind tormented by questions.
_ Ayden: “ Let's get straight to the point. What's this about sacrifice? ”
Her eyes cannot hide the pain she feels at the thought of answering my question.
_ Moana: “ I have to tell you something first. ”
_ Son: “ Which one? ”
_ Moana: " The war that broke out eight years ago... It was never against the Recluses, but between us. "
_ Hazel: “ Huh? ”
_ Moana: “ Yes, it was a civil war. ”
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