There were a lot of guards in the van, and they were all wearing armor. They looked fearless and scary. I gulped and took a step back. They were all staring at me. They had different weapons in their hands. My legs started to wobble. Who are these guys? How can I go with a stranger I don't even know?
I held Leo tightly and tried to flee. I started running away at a great speed. I dashed into my father's pack, running inside. I looked back and saw the men chasing me with devious looks on their faces.
"Hey! Stop there!" One of them yelled, holding something that looked like a big catapult. Leo started crying in my arms. I think he was wondering why his mother was running as if her life depended on it.
My leg buckled beneath me as I sighted my father's packhouse. I had no option but to go
