He touched the blood on the inflicted wounds and turned like a ghost, throwing his sword, which struck Kasisi Chacha’s shoulder, slicing through it and causing the old man to scream in agony. Calvin seemed possessed by madness; he followed him with force, delivering a kick that the old man dodged, but before he could land, he was hit hard in the ribs. As he fell, Calvin drove the sword into his thigh, emerging on the other side.“Where is this girl you’ve been hiding, you big fool?” Calvin shouted, continuing to drive the sword into the old man’s thigh.“Aaaaaaagh, they are underground here,” the old man replied, his arrogance having vanished.“How do I find them?” Calvin asked, pulling out the sword before adding another question.“How long have you been running this business?” he asked angrily.“Six years now,” Kasisi Chacha replied with a tone of pity, revealing his true arrogance.“Are the ones being transported still alive?” Calvin asked.“No, they are all killed after one year,