Leave it to the humans to think that the easy way out of everything, to keep the curtain up and everything perfect, was to kill the one who introduced reality into their lives.
The men stepped forward, acting like a physical shield between me and the malnourished villagers. However, the humans weren't a threat, no matter how much they might have thought differently.
"Stay behind us," said Désiré, his voice soft and caring even as a bright flame lit up his hand. "Dey canna get through us."
"They don't need to," I replied with a shrug. Pointing out the window, a bright smile appeared on my face. The jungle itself seemed to be holding its breath for some reason, and I could only guess it was because my new pets had finally found us.
Tank, lifting an eyebrow, walked over to where I was pointing and looked down. "I'm guessing you had something to do with that?" he chuckled softly.
