𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 12᯾ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖓 𝕲𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝕰𝖌𝖌𝖘

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"There's something you're hiding from us!" Asa removed an arrow from her back, then pointed it at Banjoko.

A smile spread across his face as he watched her closely. They shared a stern eye contact and his smile grew wider. Banjoko's smile was the king of the joker.

"Speak!" She pointed her arrow from Banjoko to Sanmi, to force him speak. He kept quiet, without a single word.

"If we're going to survive this night, then we don't have to abstain from keeping secrets from each other-"

"I do not owe you any explanation, wench! In case you forget, you left us in the dungeon to sell as slaves!"

"We had no choice, perhaps, that was a better decision than what you'd have faced if prince Yotifa didn't intervene, so don't speak to me with disrespect!"

"And who are you to gain my respect? You aren't even of royal blood!" He spat at her face.

"I saved you earlier on, Mister interpreter." Asa reminded him. "And you didn't even realize it. So consider yourself lucky that I'm in a good mood today, else!"

Sanmi moved closer to Asa, while Ajoke and Shade stepped closer too. They both glared at each other with a sight of burning anger. It was easy to see how much animosity they felt for each other just by looking at them.

"Else what?" He smirk raised at her. "You want to be a hero? There's nothing you can do to me. Whatever you call yourself, I don't care! It's your loss if you shoot me because I know how useful I am to you."

Asa rolled her eyes and hissed at him. "I only need your tongue."

Sanmi hurried his hand to slap her, but instead the arrow shot towards the cloak of the old, invisible man who had a chicken leg in his mouth.

It dropped and everyone looked in the direction, wondering where the meat had dropped from.

Ajoke swung her knives at Sanmi. Its blade tore the side of his hand, but he pushed her away. Ajoke hit the heat head, unconscious to the wall while Asa placed an arrow to her now, again.

Ready to kill him this time. But Ajoke raised back to her feet, standing behind Sanmi.

"What are you doing now? Leave there. Let me finish him off!" Asa ordered.

"Wait, wait! Please, don't shoot." Ajoke begged as she moved forward.

The old man picked up the chicken and it disappeared once again. Then he opened another door. There were baskets of fruits, stalked in the room. Although, dead mean filled the room as well, the old man didn't care. He just ate on. 'The room must be for the giants or something.' He guessed, and closed the door.

Asa dropped her bow with a heavy breath. She wouldn't waste time to stop anyone that wants to ruin her plans.

Ajoke moved forward, staring at the serious faces of everyone in the room.

"There's no point in fighting. We already have enough in our plates right now and our next plan is how to leave here successfully. For our mission to get established, we have to trust each other." She picked her knives from the floor.

"Truth is, we do not trust you. Or you, or you." She pointed at Sanmi, the dwarfs and the king, along with the chief and naked man. Apart from the monsters, they were the three other categories that disturbed their plan.

"I know you don't trust us, either. We only trust ourselves." She muttered, facing Asa

"It is certain that we have the same aim, but one thing is freaking clear! That we all have bigger problems to deal with! Now talk!" She demanded from Sanmi.

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