
Farrell could feel that things were going so fast. His eyes were tightly closed. Snow scratched his cheeks and forehead. His body turned without direction. When he stopped, Farrell felt his legs and arms crazily tired and tense. He was on the other side full of trees. This time, the rows of trees were more tightly packed than before. He was at the bottom of the valley with the wolves above.
The wolves have not lost interest in him. Farrell won't have to run again. He forced his feet to move even if he could not. He was only able to run slowly and then crumble again. Farrell had no choice but to turn around and face his hunters. The wolf stopped when he saw her turn around.
Farrell pulled one of the branches of a tree closest to him. He made it a weapon. Farrell knew the stick wouldn't save him. At least now he has a gun. The first wolf jumped on him, Farrell couldn't escape. He didn't even have the strength to swing a branch in his hand. The wolf fell on his body. This forced a lot of air out of his lungs. His chest and stomach were congested from being crushed by the wolf. Fortunately, Farrell still had time to hold the wolf's mouth with a branch. Otherwise, he would have been bitten.
With all his might, he pushed the branch and tried to keep the wolf away from him. Even though, he knew it was in vain. The power is starting to disappear. His eyes were watering and his head was dizzy. Farrell doesn't know what else he's expecting.
However, just then, Farrell saw something neon green moving nearby. Somehow, but the wolves were terrified by it. They growl. The wolf above Farrell turned away from his body and retreated slowly.
Farrell got up and coughed. He drew as much air as he could to replace the one that had come out. The inflammation is blurred due to a dizzy head and fear. It took him a while to normalize his gaze. Farrell had just realized that the neon green color came from Christo. Christo was walking to her with a pendulum. The pendulum is none other than the pocket watch that Christo usually wears. Now, the clock was sparkling as if it was emitting phosphorus in it.
“Christo?”
Christo did not answer. He helps Farrell stand up and invites him to walk away from the wolves. The wolf no longer wanted to chase him. They were silent in position while watching the two young men walk away just like that.
Farrell and Christo went up the hill. Farrell could feel his whole body go limp. He stopped with his hands resting on one of the trees. He thought Christo would leave him again, but he didn't.
“I'm sorry. Are you okay?” Christo asked.
“Just tired..” Farrell spoke and spouted thin white smoke from his mouth.
“Kurasa kandaku just a bit outrageous.”
“Handering?” Farrell could hardly believe the word Christo had just spoken to him. “What do you mean? You just left me on purpose?”
“Ya, that kind of thing.”
Farrell doesn't know what to say. He watched Christo move a few steps beside him and looked at the valley below.
“I also fell there,” said Christo. “This is where your father saved me from the wolves.”
Farrell frowning.
“Your father once saved me here, a child out of nowhere. Your father was very kind. He's worried about dying to you, Farrell. Therefore, I think that if you understand what it's like to be rescued from a pack of wolves by a stranger, you'll understand how good your father is. Maybe he won't admit that he's not your real father because he doesn't want to. I mean, she doesn't care about that and thinks of you as her own biological child.”
“But..” Farrell stopped. What exactly does he want? Confession from dad that they don't have blood relations? Dad's apologies for hiding the fact that they weren't blood?
“How about you?” Christo asked again.
“How about me?”
“Do you no longer consider Alan Eden as a father?”
“What is such an important blood relation for you?”
“Is that supposed to be?”
“More important than affection?”
Farrell fell silent. No. gabe. He clearly knew the answer to that question. Without being able to hold on, Farrell felt something hot flowing from his eyes, down his cheeks, and fell onto his chin. He shook his head slowly. His throat hurt and stuck. If it forced to talk, his voice would not be careless.
“I think a lot of people expect to be in your position right now. There are a lot of people who have no family out there. You have one. A father who loves you, a mother who waits at home, and a brother who needs you now. You are here for a reason.”
Farrell still can't talk. He also couldn't stop his tears. He could only turn away so that Christo would not see him. Farrell turned towards the tree while Christo was still looking at the valley below. Farrell let himself fall. His face was still facing the tree and one hand was still stuck there as a pedestal.
Christo no longer spoke. They let the silence sit for a few moments.
Farrel eventually managed to calm himself down. He broke the silence with the question, “How do you drive the wolves away?”
Christo sat facing the valley. He reached into the bag and took his pocket watch back. “Thanks to the pocket watch from your father also a little help from the gatekeeper. They cast a temporary spell here and made it an anti-wolf talisman. Unfortunately, the effect only lasts a maximum of twelve hours.”
Farrell himself was sitting leaning against a tree. “You believe that everything exists for a reason?”
“Ya, of course.”
“Do you think I'm here now to save Eden’s Lodge?”
Christo shakes. “You are here to save your sisters, not Eden’s Lodge.”
“Do you think my father would prefer his family over lodging?”
“You seriously ask? Do you think the man who chooses to save a foreign child from wolves will choose inanimate objects and money over his children?”
Farrell grunts amusedly. “If everything is created for a reason, I think you are here to make me aware of many things.”
“I told you, I'm just here to help. But, all decisions are in your hands, Farrell.”
Farrell took a deep breath. He looked up at the sky and smiled. “I'll go back to dad and apologize to him. That's for sure. Then, I had to go back to Eden’s Lodge to save Milo and Libby. I didn't realize how much I missed them.”
“The first step is still easy to do, but we still need a plan for the second step.”
“Ah, about that, have you heard the name Elioscavea?”