"Who told you to take the children out here, Diane?"
I am too shocked to speak. I see Diane and Raven running towards us with the rest of the seven chatterboxes in their tows, who are either crawling or jogging with their little legs with determination and rage in their eyes, screaming, "Let him go, you bad lady!"
Before they take another step, I eye the bird folk, who forcibly take them in their arms after getting the hint from me. Diana looks at me with guilt, but I avoid her gaze and conceal my emotions by seeing her bleeding shoulder and Raven's swollen jaw.
My gaze shifts toward the woman who has Merci in her arms, and with my pounding heart, I wait to see if it is my mother who has been living in the shadow, but I know that she can not possibly cross the barrier here without Kik
