I was already drowning in my thoughts, speculating what else the man before me had up his sleeve, when he angled his head and turned to move. The chieftain did not bother waiting for me to respond before he marched off.
Though I was wary of the man, my curiosity pulled me toward him, and the two of us left the village without so much as another word to each other. As we did, the chieftain turned left, heading for a path in the forest behind the village—a path that was barely noticeable with all the undergrowth obscuring it. It did not look like a path that was frequented by anyone at all, much less the tribespeople. Just where the hell was this old man taking me?
The minutes ticked by as we walked further and further on the long-forgotten path, trekking deeper into the heart of the fores
