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"Please help me!" the man called. We had been walking since 0900 hours and had just come to another fork in the road. We stopped to see what was wrong.
"What's wrong sir?" I asked. The man ,who was leaning against a tree on the right path.
"I lost my travelling party and I need to get to the city in the center of the forest please help me." the man looked up to reveal bloody hollows where his eyes should have been. Ivanka, on seeing this, screamed and darted down the path on the left.
"I'm sorry here." I tossed him a hunk of bread and darted after Ivanka. "Ivanka! Ivanka! Hold up!" I called as I caught up with her. She slowed down and leaned against a tree and panted. "Ivanka that wasn't nice."
"Did you see his face?"
"It is not his fault his face is like that."
"No it isn't his fault but is his face."
"If it was Master Sakalaukus back there what he would have done."
"He most likely help that man." Ivanka looked at her feet.
"Exactly."
"But" Ivanka looked up "I'm not Master."
"You aren't Master but what Master would have done is the right thing let's go back and help that-" Ivanka darted into the woods. Seeing the look of fear on her face I spun around to be faced with coyote. I whipped out my sword and chopped off its front legs, covering my legs with blood, and dashed after Ivanka calling her name.
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Gluttony
Science FictionIf you haven't read Pride DON'T read this one. That story has all the good exposition which you need. Ivanka Bunie and Obrad Foks, Aivel slaves, work together to kill the Sientifiko Gluttony.