I recalled their arrogant faces, and the way Bruce and his men had taunted and mocked Jack, putting him down at every turn before we ended their lives.
"That'll never work," I said grimly, shaking my head. My expression was turning more and more sour by the minute. "They would never listen to a word you say. In their eyes, the Inferno Tribe is nothing but a small colony of ants in their path, waiting to be stomped on."
"We have to give it a shot! Otherwise…otherwise there's nothing else we can do!" The tribe chieftain's head hung even lower, despair filling his wrinkled face. "You've saved Jack, kept us from starvation with potatoes and now, you've even brought back more prey than we could ever hope for! All you asked of us was to keep your friends safe…but we…we…oh we couldn't even keep
