Damien sat up first. He could feel pain in the leg which the Cobra had twirled around. His eyes fell on the grotesque state of the dead snake. He couldn't look at it for long. He looked away.He tried to get on his feet. It turned out that it wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be. Though he couldn't balance himself on the left leg properly, yet the other leg was firm enough."How am I supposed to get to the watchtower in this state?"It was a sad realization as well as promising. If he could make his way there, all this would be over. Also, he was really eager to know what the rewards for the three consecutive tasks would be.[Ping! If mastered, the skin of a snake could be used for healing wounds.]"Huh?"Damien couldn't help but take a last gaze upon the dead snake."Does it mean that I could heal my fractured bones?"The realization sent a ray of hope which lit up the gloomy mood. But when he thought of it further, he shook his head,"How am I supposed to master it. This sy

Damien pushed the surfboard forward smoothly with both his soles, jumping off the last wave of the sea as he arrived on the small island. He gracefully tucked the surfboard under his left arm and took few steps forward. In his mouth was, "What's this place?" As his eyes scurried around. He couldn't get a clearer picture of what the island looked like. There was a huge mountain which filled that side of the island. There was about four feet space by the right of the mountain, the left had waves crashing against it. Damien wouldn't be surprised if he found a school of fish on the shore. The aquatic business was really rich at that place. He couldn't keep standing at where he was. He strode in the direction of the mountain, off the wide back towards the open space to its right. He walked for a while before he would walk past it. "Woah." He exclaimed as his eyes travelled through the empty frozen space before him. He gulped for no reason. He didn't know why he wasn't getting a good

Damien made sure to wake up as early as possible. For the meantime, he had dumped the thought of returning to that creepy island. He hadn't arrived at a conclusion. He wasn't sure how he was going to get rid of those weird scorpions either. He never forgot the reward promised by the system if he was able to have his way. He gulped.He had made up his mind to do one thing at a time. He refused to further juggle so many tasks together. He had convinced himself that if he was able to concentrate on one task at a time, there would be focus and efficiency.And at the moment, the task on ground, which he had waked up early to, was the clothes of Cannibals. By the end of the day, he should be done.It was a sane realization to knuckle under that if he was able to complete the civilization task, he would have more than enough skills to rid predators off the small island.He had brought out the machine needed for the task and began to weave the bast fibres which had been processed. It's been a

"What are they doing here?"Drake halted, so did his subjects who were behind him. His eyes travelled to the three girls who were at the waterfall, inside the water, washing.He knew he should change his form or something but he felt like he had to think some things through."Since when did they become so neat and visit to wash so often?"He had no idea why he felt contempt for them. It was hard to tell if the contempt was aimed at only one of them or all. Probably because he could see Claire. Though he had lied to himself that he already forgave her, his inner man had other ideas.He turned to the Cannibals who were looking expectantly at him. He hadn't forgiven them yet either. Forgiveness seemed to be a costly luxury which he couldn't afford. Not at that moment."I guess we'll have to find another place...""The Cannibals!!!"He heard one of the girls call from behind him. He couldn't take the risk, he quickly activated the invisible gait."Lugal... Lugal..."He heard the Cannibals

"How are we supposed to stop one of them?""That's a good question. How do we get one of them to talk?"For the first time in a long while, Laurette agreed with Claire. The girls knew that they couldn't stop for a moment else they would lose the Cannibals."Let's get to them first before getting worried. When we get to that bridge we would find a way to cross it. Isn't that a popular maxim?"Ayisha didn't for once look at the rest of the girls. She kept on hurrying up the path. Her soles were the lightest. The rest had trouble catching up with her."We are gradually approaching their village. Would we keep running behind them or call at one of them or something..."Claire was as impatient as ever."Of course we would keep following them.""And why should we do that?"Claire halted suddenly. Laurette did too. Ayisha had no choice but to respect their stances."Do you have a better idea?"Ayisha walked back to Claire, halting before her. Claire couldn't even shake her head in defense."