<div style="text-align: justify;">The boy kept on going. He didn't know what Lizette was up to, but she was still going, then so would he. Every time she took a turn, he did the same. If she quickened the pace, he would too. Same went for if she slowed down. As he couldn't see what was ahead of her, he kept on running with his eyes fixed upon the girl's figure. He would never dream of losing her. If he did, the boy knew that returning empty handed would probably mean his demise.<br/><br/>So, he kept on going. Being way behind Lizette, the boy didn't see the animal she had seen. The animal didn't see the boy either. Or Lizette. But whatever it was, it could sniff her. And fear.<br/><br/>After a moment of deep silence, both the boy and Lizette could hear the sound of a loud and deep roar. Whatever had made the noise, it was big. And angry.<br/><br/>There was another sound Lizette could hear, right after the roar. A howl, and not too far away. A long, clear and familiar one.<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: black;background:black;"/></div><br/><br/>Back at Ian's village, things were getting worse by the minute. The villager's were gathering and willing to fight, but it was clear they were outnumbered and that their attackers were more powerful. Brietta's heart was racing as she heard the sounds coming from the outside. Moving close to a window, the Irish girl looked outside. She could hear the barbarian's voice, and see his treatment of the poor young man.<br/><br/>Scared and confused, the boy repeated what he thought was the truth. "I have not seen anyone that is not from the village", he replied.<br/><br/>A sickening sound invaded Brietta's ears when the barbarian punched the boy's nose. A woman came running from the place where women and children had been left and fell on her knees next to him. The barbarian raised his hand to hit the woman as well, but that was too much for Brianna to bear. Stepping away from the window, she opened the door and left the house, closing it behind her.<br/><br/>"Stop!", she half asked, half commanded. "You want me, here I am."</div>