For some inexplicable reason, none of the looters respond to the random bird shouting "MEAT" at them. Why this did not work will forever be a mystery for the ages.
Esmerelda is able to follow the sounds, and soon finds the cavern filled with missing children. They are huddled together in chest-deep water. They look at her with fear, not sure if they are being rescued or if this is another part of the cruel game they've been subjected to. She realizes, however, that there were too many twists and turns to ever keep track of, and she has no idea how to get back out.
Fortunately, Darkeye marked the path, leaving them a clear way to get back out. With the marks to follow, returning the way they came will be quite simple, except for the hardest part: corralling so many, many children to follow without any of them making a wrong turn, and doing so quickly enough with the tide almost reaching their heads.
Trinket watches the rescuers arrive, her face expressionless in the torchlight. "Seekers, you win," she says, her tone devoid of emotion. "But that's only part one. Now you need to get us out before we drown. Otherwise, we all lose." She includes herself in this statement, knowing that her own fate, too, rests in the hands of the Seekers. She knows the way out, but the waters are too high, and the demigod doesn't know how to swim.
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Esmerelda, Darkeye, and a group of Torchliners find the children. Now to get them to safety...
Esmerelda is able to follow the sounds, and soon finds the cavern filled with missing children. They are huddled together in chest-deep water. They look at her with fear, not sure if they are being rescued or if this is another part of the cruel game they've been subjected to. She realizes, however, that there were too many twists and turns to ever keep track of, and she has no idea how to get back out.
Fortunately, Darkeye marked the path, leaving them a clear way to get back out. With the marks to follow, returning the way they came will be quite simple, except for the hardest part: corralling so many, many children to follow without any of them making a wrong turn, and doing so quickly enough with the tide almost reaching their heads.
Trinket watches the rescuers arrive, her face expressionless in the torchlight. "Seekers, you win," she says, her tone devoid of emotion. "But that's only part one. Now you need to get us out before we drown. Otherwise, we all lose." She includes herself in this statement, knowing that her own fate, too, rests in the hands of the Seekers. She knows the way out, but the waters are too high, and the demigod doesn't know how to swim.
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Esmerelda, Darkeye, and a group of Torchliners find the children. Now to get them to safety...
