A Warrior's Revenge
was on fire and she
still couldn’t bring herself to make eye contact, “I don’t know
Zora!”
    “Well I do know, now go! This could be your
big chance at the life you’ve been waiting for! The chance to see
change and experience hope of the future for not only yourself, but
your children after you.”
    “I don’t understand?” Kana said raising her
eyes up to Zora’s.
    Zoar reached out her hand and stroked the
smooth jaw line of the girl, who was as her own children had been
to her, “You will my dear, you will. Now go! He’s been tied up and
alone long enough.”
    More out of obedience than desire Kana
crawled out of her bed and exited the tent, able to limp now with
her foot, and wondered if she wasn’t going to her death for the
second time.
    Eshta rose to her feet to follow after her
sister, but Zora caught her arm holding her back, “Let her go
Eshta. I know the protective love you have for your sister and I
assure you that she will be all right.” Zora said firmly.
    “How can you say that? How can you let her
be in there alone with him? It isn’t safe!” Eshta fired back at
Zora.
    “Eshta you must trust what I say, when I
tell you that Kana will never be safer in this life than when she
is with that man.”
    “How can you say such a thing?” Eshta
accused harshly.
    “I can say that because I know both who and
what that man is. He is of a noble bloodline that I thought long
dead, but now I begin to see a Divine plan emerge from the mess of
our dire situation. That man is the key to not only Kana’s future,
but also for all those of our group, who yearn for something more
than this barely managed existence, which is poised precariously on
the edge of human sanity and endurance. We can’t go on much longer
like this Eshta! We needed this man to come to us no matter how
strange his way of doing so has been.” Zora finished
passionately.
    Feeling calmer, but still concerned for her
sister’s well-being Eshta asked, “Who is he?”
    “Someone that the Enlightenment Society
should’ve killed when they had the chance to. How fitting it is
that they will have brought their own ruin upon themselves by their
own actions. Be patient Eshta. Let Kana first give the man a
purpose for living and then God willing something much more will be
accomplished in these sad days we live in.”
    “And what would that be?” Eshta asked
softly.
    “Why our freedom of course!” Zora responded
with a smile, as she hugged Eshta to herself lovingly.
    Kana slipped into the tent and closed the
flap behind her and then thinking better of that she opened it back
up. Cautiously she approached the table and its occupant that was
still strapped to it, her would-be killer, who she was supposed to
now befriend and take care of. He was awake and staring right at
her.
    “Good morning. I need to check your bandage.
The one on the back of your neck. I need to move your head around a
little.” Kana said hesitantly, as she reached out cautiously to do
what she’d said she would.
    His head wouldn’t budge from its side laying
position, granted she hadn’t tried to force him to move it either.
He was clearly resisting her.
    “Please.” She asked softly. Something
flashed in his eyes briefly and grudgingly he turned his face down
to the table. There was that power of the word ‘please’ again. Kana
could only wonder, as to the significance of the word’s effect on
him.
    Carefully trying not to hurt him Kana pulled
the bandage free and was pleased with what she saw. She had been
afraid that he would pull the stitches free with his struggling the
night before, but they were still tight and he looked to be a fast
healer. She added more paste overtop the incisions and put a fresh
bandage on. When she had finished he turned his head back to the
side to enigmatically stare at her. He tried to move a little, but
winced slightly when he did, which caused Kana to glance down.
    “Oh no! I’m so sorry!” Kana exclaimed, as
she saw how

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