Ms. Sherjah: exhales
The last butter lamp has been blown out by the quiet breath.
Darkness falls on the people who are still in hiding.
Ms. Sherjah: We are safe as long as they can't find us.
Sherjah hides the fainted woman and the girl in the shadow to keep them safe.
Jina: sobs Ms. Sherjah, I'm scared.
Jina holds Sherjah's hand so tightly, as she is the only lifesaver now.
Ms. Sherjah: Relax, Jina. Remember what Dad and Grandpa said? Just wait here, and they will be back soon. Your brother is also helping them out.
Jina: sobs But those monsters are terrifying. Even, even Mother ...
Ms. Sherjah: Hmm.
Recalling the tragic scene, Sherjah can't help closing her eyes.
Ms. Sherjah: Mother just passed out. Don't worry. She will ...
Rajesh: Dn it! Fking monsters!
Manus Disciple: AAARRRHHHH!
The man casts an incantation while wielding the ram-dao to keep the monsters away.
Takal: Humph! Filthy maggots!
Rajesh: Father! There are still a lot of them.
Takal: Don't be such a coward, Rajesh. Be a man! Humph! Can't believe we are even counting on a human girl now.
The ram-dao cuts through the air. An arm covered in black slime falls to the ground.
Manus Disciple: UUUGGGHHHH!
Takal: Shame on us! coughs
Rajesh: Father, watch out!
Manus Disciple: AAARRRHHHH!
Ms. Sherjah: Sir! Watch your back!
The body acts before the mind. The moment Sherjah exposes herself and rushes into the light, her senses scream to warn her of the danger.
Ms. Sherjah: ...!
Manus Disciple: EEERRRHHHH!
There is no doubt a bare-handed human challenging a group of Manus followers is throwing straws against the wind.
Shamane: Hah!
The last Manus follower falls to the ground, the mask broken in half.
Shamane freezes, his fist still in the air. Even he himself doesn't realize what has happened.
Shamane: Oh, boy! That was close!
He looks down and meets Sherjah's equally confused eyes.
Shamane: Ah, Ms. Sherjah, I admire you for your courage, but this is getting a bit too nerve-racking.
He withdraws his arm, a bit scared by what has happened.
Kanjira: Ms. Sherjah!
Ms. Sherjah: Kanjira? Wait, how did you find this place?
Kanjira: Sorry, Ms. Sherjah. I should not is mad at you! That scares me so ...
Ms. Sherjah: S-Sorry. I couldn't control myself, and my body just ...
Takal: Hmm? Wait, young man!
The old man grasps Shamane's left arm.
Takal: This arm ... You! You are the Sharma boy!
Shamane: Hey! Aren't you Uncle Takal? It's been such a long time since we last met!
Takal: How, how did you ...
The old man seems to be looking at a living ghost.
Shamane: Oh, Uncle Takal, I wish I could talk to you for a bit more, but the situation seems to be less than ideal.
Warmly greeting the old man, he avoids the question.
Shamane: To put it simply, this place is about to be smashed into an impact crater by a meteor. Even worse, the meteor will arrive here sooner than the Foundation's rescue.
Shamane: But, among all the unfortunate people, you are the lucky ones! You are the first group we found.
Shamane: Come on, get in, we will have a get-together at my place. Uncle Takal, you remember the way to our house, right?
Takal: What?! That burned old house?! No way! I will never ...
Shamane: Well, I will have to apologize to you for this then, Uncle. You must come with us, even if I have to tie you up and drag you there.
Takal: No! Stop it! You deviant brat!
The villagers are pushed into the tuk tuk with their complaints.
Shamane: Alright. I'm glad to see that you're fine, Ms. Sherjah. We are in dire need of a helping hand.
Kanjira: Ms. Sherjah, I remember you know this place well!
Ms. Sherjah: Yes, I do.
Shamane: We need to transfer everyone here—humans and arcanists—to a safe place.
Kanjira: And you're the best person to do that.
Ms. Sherjah: I ...
Ms. Sherjah: ...
Ms. Sherjah: Alright. I'll do whatever I can, as long as it helps.
Shamane: Wish my father could see this. Isn't she a lot more reliable than I am?
Shamane: Told the old man a million times that humans make more decent work partners than arcanists. sighs
Matilda: Hurry up, you people!
Matilda opens the door and urges them to get in.
Matilda: You can chat later!
Shamane: I hear you. Sherjah, please briefly tell us what the neighborhood is like. We need to pick up everyone in the town as soon as possible.
Shamane: We need to find the quickest way to do it and avoid all the enemies on the way.
Shamane: Hey, relax. We can't run away from them—we will just run over them!
