Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20171017213941/@comment-28929139-20171020215907

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One by one, the boys formerly known to her as the troublemakers would show up and they were talking amongst themselves. She could hear them all asking about the boy that got left behind and immediately went to their side to listen in. Divisions and preconceived notions be damned. Even if there was little she could do but show her concern and offer words, solace, anything, Kookaijunoh would at least try.

"I hope so. What happened before? You seemed to have face them last time from what I am hearing."

Whether her words fell on deaf ears or not, Kai stayed close, and stood abreast them when came the time to lower the mud wall.

It wasn't until now that it occurred to her that while she had the satryrs crash into the wall, she actually didn't recall any of them retreating or trying to run along its length to maybe intercept them from the sides. So when it finally came down and she saw all of them standing there, as if waiting, her heart dropped.

Oh no....

The leader of the ensemble had the poor boy held up like some sort of flesh trophy....but he wasn't dead. Worse, the leader commanded that at least one of them give their lives over or they all would die. That in itself caused her breathing to become heavy again and she clenched her fists with fear. If Kai was being honest with herself, she didn't want to be the one to step up, but even before she, or anyone could come to their own personal conclusion, the youngest boy in the group would.

"No!" Even if she herself couldn't be man enough, she didn't want the youngest [even if he was of the most experienced] boys to go. Like the others, the look of dissent was clear in her glassy eyes, and like that....the young dark haired boy was cleaved head from shoulders. When the most vocal of the boys tried to break formation, Kai was among them in trying to hold him back. It was tragic enough that they were losing one!

Hot tears spilled from her glazed over eyes and her stomach inverted into a hot throbbing knot. And she gasped with a soundless sob at the babarian way the satyrs mockingly destroyed their fallen preteen brethren. As the satyrs were taking their leave, Kai walked over to the bushy-haired boy that seemed to be the most hurt and knelt down, lightly touching his shoulder. Silent and crying too, she glanced toward the auburn-haired boy, frowning. What a loss today had been, they all had their work cut out for them.