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spoken.
    “Hey.”
Eleanor got him to look at her by grabbing his arm. Things had
changed so quickly again. She saw something she’d never seen
before. “Oh, Christian. Come here.” As she comforted her buddy the
smell of earth, of wild nature, hit her, the grass and soil,
strong.
    Tears
plugged up his eyes, but somehow not a single one was dropped and
let go.
    “Just like
your tears to be as stubborn as you,” said his sister.
    Eleanor
embraced him with a hug. “You’re gonna make me cry again,” she
said.
    “I’m sorry.
I just have my own way of dealing with things, like my sis said.
They’re gone. Wiped from my life: As easy as the wind is blowing
away the autumn leaves on the path in front of us.”
    Eleanor
stopped the hug, and looked at him with good eye contact. “They may
be gone. But we have to think about what Starao would do. She saved
our people. In her own way. That’s what we’re trying to do
too.”
    “I hate to
ruin the moment, but none of us are demigods,” said Christian.
    “He has a
point,” sided Miyah with her brother.
    “Yet you
are both forgetting what the story taught us.” Eleanor turned her
back to him and looked at the blades of white again. “She did good
because of her mortal side. Our gods have shown no compassion. No
humanness. They care about little else other than themselves. And I
believe it’s because they have had few things to fear in their
lives. The reason they created the ‘Edeolon Warriors’ on Amaranth
is because the Shadow infestation demanded it many millennia ago;
they threaten the gods existence. The Shadows that have came here
today could be the end of them, and that petrifies all. Our
humanity is the difference between us, the Shadows and the gods.
Because both of them don’t have any. Morality, it is our only
weapon now.”
    “Some
weapon. Being on the right side doesn’t win wars… I still can’t
believe it has come to this,” said Christian. Eleanor turned back
and saw that their three star bracelets made the few pale trees
behind Christian look as if they moved, from the different
positions of light beaming upon them.
    “What else
does an army come to a world for in great numbers. And when it
comes to war, I truly don’t believe there will ever be a right
side. They both taunt each other. But in this case, there seems to
be something not quite right about the Shadows. Wait, what’s that?”
asked Eleanor as she heard something; she turned her head at the
same time as the sound sprang into reality.
    “It sounds
like hooves,” replied Christian, confirming he heard it but some
moments after it was pointed out .
    Miyah was
just keeping to her usual quiet self until the sounds were thrown
into the air. Then, her body tensed up.
    “Hurry. We
can’t take any chances with who it is. Up those trees.” She pointed
to the trees behind her friend. “And take off our bands.”
    This
should help us remain hidden , thought Eleanor climbing. I
hope.
    The three
children climbed quickly. Branches were placed quite evenly apart
upon the trunk, which made it easy to get up and remain hidden.
Even though no leaves hid their whereabouts, the height made sure
they were out of the way of eye level. Somebody would have to go
out of their way to see them upon it on passing. They took off
their star-metal bracelets, turning all light around them to
darkness in an instant flash altogether. They kept still in night’s
true form.
    The sound
came through, running, not stopping. There was not just one, but
many. They both saw about fifty horses shoot past. Thuds
intensified with the numbers passing, sounding almost deafening at
one point; which in turn made Eleanor put her hands on her ears,
squinting, hoping the noise would hurry along.
    The mounted
people wore thick and silver polished armour.
    Christian
caught the emblem on the back of one of the people run by and put
his hand to his mouth before whispering to himself: “Could they be
‘Swan Knights’?” A