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ON HORSE, FALO AND REDICK LED THE ARMY OF THE TWELVE CLANS TO ARKADIA, only to come up short when they realized the path was blocked by all sizes of boulders; small, medium, and large sized.
In the middle of the debris stood Clarke Griffin with a grim and dark glare plastered onto her face.
Slowly, Falo looked at her second, gripping tighter onto the horse reins. They didn't have any time to waste with the radiation slowly coming in less than two months, if that.
Behind them, the army shouted, wanting to continue walking, wanting to start this petty war so they could survive the radiation Falo informed them all of weeks ago.
"Okteivia ste dead, ha don dula emo get in?" Falo hissed. "Ai nou get in. Okteivia couldn't yu don survived ai blade, o fall."
Through anger, they looked back at Clarke.
"We need to talk." Clarke shouted over the army.
Falo chuckled. "Little late for that," she glanced behind her. "Reinja! Lok Wanheda in!"
Every single archer from every clan drew their arrows back on their bows and aimed right at Clarke, waiting for Falo to give the order to release.
Redick followed Clarke's gaze to the top of the cliffs and his heart dropped. "Heda. . .
Right as he said that, she saw green dots on her chest from laser rifles, or laser snipers. She didn't know which, but she remembered Skaikru having one of those two guns.
As she looked at the cliffs to see multiple laser snipers, the archers pointed their arrows in the direction of the cliffs, panicking.
Smiling out of amusement, Falo looked back at Redick, raising an eyebrow. "Lid honon-de in!" he shouted.
Two guards shoved Bellamy and Kane to the front, pushing them down on their knees, both bounded by the wrists.
"Your move, Clarke." Falo told her, the guards bringing their swords up to the pair's necks.
Clarke's eyes darted to the cliffs, to Bellamy, to Kane, then they finally rested on Falo, many conflictions and emotions going through her brain.
"Ten minutes. That's all I ask!" Clarke shouted.
Falo nodded, getting off of her horse. She limped towards Clarke as she began to walk away through the woods.
"Wait where is she going?" Redick asked. "What if it's a trap?"
Falo sighed. "It is a trap. We're already in it, Redick."
She followed Clarke again through the debris, watching as the laser points were targeted off of her except for one. She balled her fists up and glanced up at the cliff still targeting her.
