"Do you think she's actually going to help us?" I whispered softly.

"If we can convince her to, yes." Ezra nodded.

"But how are we going to convince her?" I asked worriedly.

"She doesn't seem the type who takes kindly to threats. She's ruthless."

"We'll think of something." Ezra promised.

I sighed deeply.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's just…" I bit my lower lip nervously. "I'm so scared."

He grabbed onto my hand and squeezed it gently. "It'll be alright."

After another minute of silence, Ezra released my hand. We both started walking back towards the cabin.

"Hey." I called out quietly.

"Yes?"

"I want you to promise me something."...