Trigger Warning: Mild Gore. It’s mild, I swear! I almost made it graphic, but I didn’t. You’re welcome. ;)
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The citizens had begun to eat people, eat their meat, and drink their blood. They were disgusted at first, but as the hunger, thirst, and desperation hit, the taste changed and they started to prefer it.
Fona only survived because Fossu and the others passed through the village and were targeted to become the next meal.
It wasn’t the first time they did so, and Fona felt so disgusted whenever it happened. The only positive was that, because many people started preferring humans, the other resources had become less scarce. She survived the heat wave with that.
However, while her body was surviving, her heart was not.
It was worse when refugees arrived to their place. What was supposed to be a hopeful event became the start of a tragedy.
At first, she would see the relief on their faces when they finally found a territory. The next moment, she would see the looks of despair on their faces as they found out the place was even more dangerous than the outside!!
She wanted to warn them so badly, but she was so afraid of becoming the next meal that she ended up being crippled.
What was worse? Fona was a decent cook, and that was something she was proud of before.
But at the time… it became a curse. After all, she had to cook fellow humans!
The number of times she gagged while she cooked could not be counted. If something was in her stomach, she’d definitely puke them out. But what could she vomit at the time? Her own organs?
In any case, she knew she couldn’t live like that. So when Fossu and the others arrived, she was intent to warn them.
She also felt they were stronger than others, so she decided to make a gamble.
They arrived just before dusk, completely red from the heat, but surviving thanks to whatever covers or dried leaves they found to cover their heads.
She ran to them, surprising everyone. "Run away!" she told them, going straight to the point. "People here will eat you!"
"FONAA!"
The citizens screamed, and they all went out of their abodes to surround the newcomers. They didn’t care about the boiling heat at this time, but they didn’t want to lose this amount of meat delivering themselves at their doors!
It had to be said: the heat and the delusions had gotten into the minds of the villagers. Did they think these hundred people would just stand still as they tried to slaughter them?
Anyway, the villagers didn’t expect the party to be so strong, even having an elementalist.
Fona’s fellow villagers naturally got defeated—harshly—and she thickened her face and begged, offering everything just so they take her away from the place.
They did take her away, though the leader didn’t seem interested in taking her as his woman.
However, a few other men asked if they could have her instead.
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