Sixty-five children occupied the small village the renegades had discovered. Hector stabbed wildly at a scarecrow and pummels of hay splintered, slicing with his steel weapon before bringing it down. Jennifer ran threw the lawn, budding the weeds and singing to herself in a gibberish undercover as Gaydn played with his toys under a wooden beam. The bear of the hovel was a skinny rancher and his wife in her prairie uniform bore along a pail of milk. Timothy ran up to say hey:
