It has been a week now since the attacks began and everything had been going on fine. Lance and the others have been able to safeguard the borders from their terrace and we have been in peace at least that’s what we thought.

I have been deteriorating. Dorcas had said as far as I took the drugs I was fine but, I have been taking it and yet nothing. Instead of it working, it seemed to have chosen the other day around.

“I am fine Lance, stop hovering over me” I snarled at Lance who had been fidgeting around as if I was close to me my grave. Maybe I...