Chapter 6

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"Walang himala! Ang himala ay nasa puso ng tao, nasa puso nating lahat!" (There is no miracle! The miracle is in the heart of man, in all our hearts!)

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"Walang himala! Ang himala ay nasa puso ng tao, nasa puso nating lahat!" (There is no miracle! The miracle is in the heart of man, in all our hearts!)

- Nora Aunor, as Elsa in "Himala"

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[Capítulo Seis: Pagsapi (Joining Alliance)]

"J-JONG." In a sudden shift of tone, Marianne urgently called my name. "They are asking you if you would want to be part of the fighting crew? Do you know fighting choreographies?"

In this perplexing situation, the thought of being in the past seemed utterly implausible. The director's decision to include fighting scenes left me questioning the boundaries between reality and fiction.

As the word "Katipunan" echoed once more, memories of my grandmother's stories resurfaced. If only I had paid more attention, I might understand the gravity of the situation in this unfamiliar time.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Do you know the... swoosh... swoosh? Bang... bang?" she asked, mimicking sword slashes with a swooshing sound and gunshots with a bang, emphasizing the fighting choreographies she mentioned earlier.

"I... I can't just do that! I'm not a good fighter! I have no experiences about fighting -" Ignoring my protests, she continued to act out fighting moves, emphasizing the urgency of the situation and the need for me to join the fighting crew.

"Oo daw po (He said yes)," she interrupted.

"Did you just..." I detected a subtle, affirmative sound from her, akin to 'Oo.' It served as an alternative expression for 'Opo,' signifying a more positive response.

How could she do that?

Amidst my chaotic state, her ability to seamlessly transition into the role of an actress added another layer of bewilderment to my already tumultuous emotions.

Anyways, whatever happens, I would still find my way home. Once I had the time to escape these actors, I would go to the airport and go to Korea as soon as possible.

I observed the Supremo, and a subtle shake of his head accompanied by a grin revealed his amusement. The echo of his earlier words resonated within me. Despite relying on Marianne for translation, he alone comprehended and spoke Spanish.

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EMILIO took another document and began to read once more.

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