LURED INTO A TRAP

Hera took slow steps in the market place, she needed to change her tattered and torn clothes so she could blend into the surroundings.

She was already able to avoid the stares of most people but she couldn’t do it for long. Hera had to find a disguise but not immediately unless it could drag attention to her so she would wait till the night time.

As she waited, she wondered what her team would be doing without her. Hera trusted Lans, but would he be able to take care of everyone?

Meanwhile in the centre base, it was as bright as day due to the availability of electricity, but all of Hera’s soldiers had slept off.

They had not taken proper sleep in days so seeing those soft beds, and enticing pillows was enough to draw them into their dream land.

Siera sat by the door of the cell, and rested her back.

“You don’t need to stay over there. There’s a bed right here for you.” Fyi spoke to her causing her to look up at him.