Both Sunder and Charlotte continued to walk through the village. They didn't continue their line of questioning, and eventually when they had reached an open area where kids were playing, chasing wooden wheels and spinning tops on the floor, Sunder couldn't take it anymore.
"Wait, what's going on? Can you explain to why you were asking all of the questions before?" Sunder asked.
"I told you, I thought it was strange that Harper would just go like that. Do you know I asked the others in the room, and not a single one of them saw him in the morning; just how early did these adoption people co and get him this morning?" Charlotte asked. "There was a man that told , if things don't make sense then start asking questions."
"And if they still don't make sense then ask even more questions. If things start to get more confusing, then it ans sothing is being hidden."
The words of a person that was quite close to her, it had stung her heart. She had followed him for a long ti, and now it was ti for her to take over.
"I asked the sa question to all of those people out there, because I thought it was strange. People know orphanages exist, people know food houses exist in bigger areas. So such a place, or a thing like the Rylon religion is doing, shouldn't more people know about it?"
"Yet not a single person in this village, town, whatever it is, has heard about their goodness. Heck, you heard that beggar, they had even refused to bring him in. So let ask you another question, were you approached by Carl himself?" Charlotte asked.
Sunder paused for a mont. He was almost afraid to answer the question even though he had no idea where it was coming from.
"No," Sunder answered. "But, I did get approached by another mber of the Rylon religion."
"Then let ask again, what about everyone else? Did they find out about this, or were they approached by mbers from the religion?"
Sunder's eyes widened, but he quickly shook his head and swung his arm out.
"That doesn't matter. I an it makes sense that they are just picking people that they want to help out, those that really need it like or you?"
"That makes sense, but you arrived at the church and there were others before you, yet everyone you t the sa way?" Charlotte said. "And if those people got out, then where are they right now? Didn't they all co from this town? Wouldn't they have spread the word of what the group was doing?"
"Did anyone ever return to that place?" It was then that Charlotte started to choke up, as she started to think of the worst. "Will we ever see Harper again?"
At that point, Sunder could no longer deny it. Sothing was strange and he had felt it for a while now. He fell to his knees, and started to sob into his forearm. Eventually he looked up at Charlotte.
"Charlotte... tomorrow is the day, it's the day I'm ant to leave, what does that an, what's going to happen to ?"
There was part of Sunder thinking that they should run now. They didn't have to go back to the church but then what would they do? Who would he rely on? In his head, he felt like if sothing went wrong he could always go back, but what was he to do now.
"I'm going to help you, and if we can, we're going to help Harper. You saw what I did today, right." Charlotte then swirled her finger in the direction of one of the spinning tops on the ground.
Wind picked up and started to cause the spinning top to move faster. Controlling the wind, she controlled the direction making it zig and zag across the floor.
The kids in amazent started to cheer as they chased the spinning top, and eventually she had spread her fingers out putting it to a stop and the spinning top stopping completely.
"I have powers, and I can use them to help you, so don't worry, we can do this."
The two of them returned to the church, and tried to pretend that everything was the sa. It was all normal, and they spent the rest of the day there as normal. Charlotte conserved her strength, knowing full well what she might have to do.
Then finally the next day had arrived. Sunder had all of his things packed in a leather backpack handed to him by the church. Carl was in the room, and had handed over a pouch filled with coins.
"Everything in there will allow you to survive on your own. The Rylon Religion wishes for everyone to be self-reliant, but if you do struggle and the month is over, there will always be a place back for you." Carl tapped Sunder on the shoulder, and then asked everyone to see him off.
Everyone gave him a hug, even Tiffany whose head was back to normal for a mont, and just before Sunder left the room, he gave a nod to Charlotte.
In the vast land of the Dark Faction, three individuals were riding in a carriage heading to a particular town. It had been a while since it was just them three traveling together.
"Hey, so Liam, you got to pick up your weight, you know Raze won't be here to save us if we're in trouble again," Simyon said.
"What do you an, I was the one that read that thing, without we would have known nothing. What's good having a lightning rock teleporting all over the place!" Liam said.
Eventually, as they traveled, Simyon had asked Safa a question, one that he was curious about for a while now.
"What was Raze like, the real Raze I an, your brother," Simyon asked.
Safa smiled as she started to reminisce.
"He was kind-hearted but troubleso at the sa ti. He wanted what was best for everyone and tried to help in his own ways, but he was young. I rember one ti, he got into an argunt with our mum and dad."
"There wasn't enough food for us. In the end, he decided to run away from ho for a while. When I think about it, I think he did that for us, because he knew that four mouths was too much to feed, and I could eat more. That's the type of person he was."
"Ran away from ho, as a teenager?" Liam said. "I an, he did a good thing and all, but how did he even manage to survive himself with no food?"
"That is the question... I don't know. Now that I think about it, it was after he ca back, things were slightly strange."
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