leafy branches. The shade, his/her allied believer, held him/it to the sure one from the myopia of the eyes of that human. The victims among men's groups risked him in the forest quickly went increasing. All of a sudden a cry on all had the best the desperate order of an immediate retreat. In a grotesque disorder Matteus saw his/her men return to the village in a blind run toward the salvation. They were as children terrorized that one tumbled and they knocked down on the other without any dignity. The face of Matteus was dyed of merciless anger towards that ridiculous group of cowards, but its expression suddenly changed when from the wood a body of man was literally catapulted, horribly cripple, that fell straight to its feet. The blood him he froze of a hit. You turned back, and with the feet that seemed of lead he also beat ashamedly in retreat.
Ivo was intent to organize the camp. It didn't have idea yet than their permanence would be extended in that place, therefore you/he/she had to do in way to systematize everything to the best. The presence of Dafne next to him magically seemed to wake up again him an attitude to the command for himself unexpected before that moment. Of now in now, however, it grew in him the anxiety to know what you/he/she was happening in the village. The consignment of six men would be already due to return. Just while he/she was thinking him/it, the six outlines finally appeared breaking attends him that it held suspended the breath of the evacuees of the village. As soon as a week but the nostalgia you/he/she was passed for the place native you/he/she had already taken the upper hand on their emotions. All desired to return his/her own homes, all were in apprehension for the fates of the other companions remained to the village. The shade of the monster impended on their serenity.
The six men returned from that excursion very tried. They told the horror to reach the village and to find in the full one of a nth raid of the monster. They explained as their companions remained to the village you/they were armed in vain for opposing the attack. They had succeeded only in escaping and to return back, as of the cowards, it is true, but never as at that time they gave credit to the decision of Ivo to abandon the village. It was the only way to stay in life. The objective of the demon was clearly that to destroy that place.
In an angle, Dafne, to lowered head, it was to listen to every single word, careful also to the weakest inflexion of that animate story. It hoped that it came her, all of a sudden, any news on Saint, on the eccentric companion of his/her reality world, but nobody made some reference to him. To the height of the thawing it interrupted the gushing out river of words from that terrorized witnesses and he/she openly asked.
"You have seen Saint? Have you had at least his/her news?"
The anxious listeners, all absorbed ones in the desperation for the fate of their world, horrified in to hear such an offensive question. Was thing ever able their interessar of the end of that stranger? Instinctively all associated Saint to the principal cause of their calamities, even if, to rigor of logic, any relationship had not been tried between the monster and the occultist. The sudden one to resurface some resentment towards Saint, fomented by the strong emotions that at that time the group lived, it immediately poured again him against its companion. The malignant looks of the crowd pierced the dignity of Dafne reproaching her/it with a serious silence of sentence. Then the unexpected voice of Penelope, the twin sister of Sabrina, burned the thick air.
"You! It is from a piece that I am asking me what I/you/he/she do here us. Nobody is forgotten that your arrival together with your companion has sealed the beginning of our calamities. Perhaps it is really to you that we should turn us to demand some explanations."
In all the presents it rang in unison the same bell. They thought of her all this way. More and more voices immediately united him to that of Penelope, forming a threatening choir of applications. Dafne chilled in to again feel mass to the derision. It was the puissance of Ivo to hiss everybody. Its voice was roaring as a thunder.
"Silence! I have told you that if you would have followed me you would have been saved. I have brought you away from your village assuring you that here you/he/she would have been the only sure place and you have had the test that I was right. I have forced me Dafne to be nearby us, to stay united to us, because it will be an important wedge for our future salvation. Friends, all this I have not decided him my initiative; the clairvoyants have been words of Prometeo, before his/her death, to suggest me the way to involve me. If you/he/she had not been for those words, some of us would have burnt together already to other wretches remained to the village. In this instant, I don't know the goal of our walk together with Dafne, but I blindly trust the wish of Prometeo and I will defend her/it with all myself. From now in then, who will dare to put still in discussion this point it is better that I/you/he/she spontaneously go from this camp. Here responsibility is mine and the behavior to go out of this horrendous disorder you/he/she must be univocal. On this I don't accept any hypothesis of dialogue, for the whole rest we will decide together the to make."
The dense revelations of Ivo shook all the presents. Nobody dared to counter. In the meantime Dafne, withdrawn by a pressing discouragement, you/he/she was sheltered behind to some thick bushes hiding himself/herself/itself from that accusatory eyes. Finished his/her definite admonitory reprimand, Ivo did for reaching Dafne, but you/he/she was stopped by the most elderly some consignment.
"It waits for Ivo, there is qualcos'altro that you must know, but I prefer to tell you him quattrocchi. In the wood, returning, we have found again the bodies of some companions of ours that you/they had remained to the village."
"The monster is pursuing us?Ivo " asked.
"No, these people have been killed by arc and sword. Men have been other to complete the misdeed. I have already told those that were with me to maintain the absolute reserve, but you must come to see of person. I am not very distant from here."
The face of Ivo again darkened him. It was as soon as from a few days that it held the reins of the command and already the wrinkles of the too many thoughts and some worries thickened its expressions. It fixed the face of the good old man. Sam had been friend of his/her father, you/he/she had seen him grow, you/he/she had given him dolcetti and if the era taken in shoulder hundreds of times and now that man trusted him and accepted ch'egli you/he/she directed the camp. This loyalty and purity of Sam moved since the mind of Ivo in the depth, you/he/she would have wanted to embrace him/it and to kiss him/it, but it limited him to lean a hand on his shoulder and to follow him/it in the wood.
It immediately recognized, in the extended bodies, some of the hunters of the village and while it was looking around him to find a some sign to go up again to the persons responsible of that mattanza, it found again in earth the unmistakable pendant that Sabrina had always brought with itself to the neck. It put him/it in pocket without making to be noticed and the heart started to gallop him in breast. You felt at first in guilt to have almost forgotten the feeling that tried for her from when the unpredictable events and the strong attraction for Dafne had him/it deeply disturbed, and later it returned immediately him in mind that embarrassed application of Prometeo to find again his/her daughter.
But did thing make us the pendant of Sabrina in the place of a multiple homicide? Did something enter it with the bloody deaths of that men therefore? The blood him he froze in the veins for the accursed suspect that insinuated him that rational street to cross.
"Of badly in worse!it " to tall voice.
Sam aimed straight an inquiring look in his eyes, trying to guess the thoughts of Ivo, but it didn't dare to ask him void on what he/she thought what happened, it limited him to take him/it sottobraccio saying:
"Ivo, you are a good boy. I know him/it, as Prometeo knew him/it. It doesn't care what risen it will attend us, surely you will always make the correct thing for the good of your citizens."
But already in cuor his/her Ivo knew that the old one was wrong him. It had in pocket a sign and you/he/she had hidden him for the simple motive that belonged to a person to h
im dear. To the first occasion in which was found to the alternative among a choice for one profit of his and one for his/her inhabitants, you/he/she had opted for his/her affairs.
In silence they dug a deep hole and they buried the bodies. Ivo returned to the camp with the defeated mind and a desperate need to confide him with someone. In the only instant in which Dafne, account immediately made him that she was the correct person. It felt an uncontrollable desire to be nearby her, to make himself/herself/themselves recommend or simply to speak to her. When it was seen her, that desire to speak to her and to orally communicate transformed him for that that in reality it was: a furious passion for that woman. Ivo believed to always have been fallen in love of Sabrina. It tried for that girl an immoderate affection, he/she esteemed her/it and it loved to look at that beautiful body turn around him. But this new passion was well different, it was irruenta and capricious, it felt her/it directly rise from the bowel without leastly being able to be managed by the reason. It was frightened not to succeed to brake the instinct of that gigantic body almost anymore that until then you/he/she had perfectly been loyal to his/her head. For the
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