Owe

"I insist, you saved our lives." He was still shaking my hand with a big smile on his face. It really was worth saving those two…

"I don't want to owe and be owed. Besides, how are you going to pay me back?" I asked since there is nothing that they can do for me in this situation. It already made me feel a lot better since I saved an innocent soul…

"Hayden let him," Estel said out of nowhere. "Let him show his gratitude, even if it bothers you."

"Thank you. If you will need to do anything, now or if we will maybe escape this place somehow… I will always be there for you." Bog looked at me with very passionate eyes. He did what I never wanted, he owed me his life and to show his gratitude he will do anything for me… Why! Why do people make such dumb decisions?!

"You don't know about the escape?" Marcus asked and stood up, he went in the boar's direction. "You must be starving." He added and started cutting the boar's meat.

��Escape? What escape?" He looked at us completely clueless.

"We are planning a big escape together with the rest of the prison. We want to break out by force, adding those from the lower floors." Estel quickly explained and stared into the fire.

"That's madness! Do you know how many people are there above? And how strong they are? We will die before we launch a single attack!" He shouted angrily. "Most of us are starving, how can we even try to fight?"

"Well, the only way to even try is for us to work with the lower floors. We are slowly getting in touch with them so that we will be sure of them joining the rebellion." Estel once again was the first one to answer the question. Bog looked at him really terrified, his eyes big. The same goes for Finn whose eyes seemed even more terrified.

"Them?! They could kill us all in a second and run away on their own. How can you…" He didn't finish the sentence as he saw that all of us were just smiling.

"We will die anyway big boy, if we do it there is at least one percent chance." He threw another look at us, the smiling madmen. Just crazy men around him, he seemed to regret not running away but then he also smiled.

"Then I will have to join you in this masquerade. If there is no other way of escaping, why should we not try, huh Finn?" He looked at the goblin sitting right beside him also smiling.

"Y-Yes! We try!" He jumped from excitement from where he was sitting but that energy then quickly shrunk and he went back to sitting.

"Food is ready!" Marcus raised his tone while holding the leg of the boar, a very large leg since the whole boar is gigantic. They took that cooked leg from Marcus, looked at us, and started eating. It looked as if they didn't eat for a couple of days or even more, after around ten seconds only bones were left.

"God bless you! Thank you for this food… I really have to thank all of you for saving us." He then leaned on the ground, after realizing that Finn didn't follow he just pushed him very lightly and did the same. Hands on the ground and face on them. "Thank you very much." He said completely sure and with a sorrowful tone.

"Don't worry about it! We just did what we had to." Everyone looked at me after saying that. The three of them with curiosity and the two of them still on the ground with hope in their eyes. I took the bones from them and threw to the corner of the cave, a silence appeared between all of us. We had no words to say, a single thing after this. But a thought came to my mind. Why did I think before that I would do anything to escape? Even sacrifice… That wasn't me. It was someone else, like a second me. The one from before that I almost forgot. That silence went on for several minutes at this point.

"Are you from a tribe? You look a lot larger than other humans I've seen." The question that came from Matthew's mouth, which was a little funny. Aren't all humans especially big for him? But indeed even for me, he seemed a lot higher than other humans.

"I was, but it was raided by elves a long time ago. Even before I was born, my mother escaped and gave birth to me in another village that belonged to the city. People always looked at her with very distant and cold eyes. My tribe… I've never actually seen its people or how it looked, I only know my mother's stories about it. The village was between the overtaken city and the elven territory, elves thought that my tribe belonged to the humans that were fighting them. Even though we were there long before the human invasion. So they raided it, killed our folk, and raised all to the ground." Estel looked completely stunned, I think this story reminded him a bit of the elven story. He looked completely terrified and probably sorry, but didn't say a thing. He probably knew that he could never change anything. "You don't have to be sorry Estel. It wasn't your fault after all…"

"I know that I couldn't change anything, but I still want to apologize for my people. I know that there is nothing I can do to compensate for it. You never knew your own people because of my rase… I'm sorry." Even though he said that he doesn't have to apologize, he still did it. And a tear, in the corner of his eyes slowly started falling down. An almost unknown man, his kin slaughtered his tribe and people. He apologized for all of them, for something that will be in his mind forever. Lack of knowledge about his own people.

"Sorry for asking the question…" Matthew said, very hesitant and sad at the same time. It indeed was a bad shot at asking a question.

"Don't worry, how could you know. It still is a thing from a very long time ago." He wiped the tear from his face and lost the sad expression from his face. He only looked at the fire, we all were looking at those orange flames dancing in the cave. Staring at it without a real point to it. Then Marcus cut another two parts of the boar. Put them on the grill and while looking at Matthew shook his head, the dwarf shook back and a small grin appeared on his face.

"Hayden, do you want to have another try?" Estel asked and looked in his palm.

"Maybe let's stop for a little longer, I'm really tired and… Stressed." That was my answer. The thing I shouted back then put a lot of stress on me, there was a high chance that they would just attack them instead of listening to me. That thought now got even more terrifying as we wouldn't have that conversation. Silence, once again.

Humans invading elves, elves raiding human villages. What is that hatred? Why did humans attack elves and why did elves raid tribes or villages. What's the point of war? Hard feelings against each other? Why… Just why. That thought just rammed into my mind and made me feel very unsure of what was happening around me. It's day six of me here and so much has happened, it's confusing. I don't even know my own mind anymore.

"It's up to you." Estel made this statement that gave me even more thoughts. Uncertain of what to actually do, I want to train and get better. Those words put pressure on me. The best choice is to wait for ten minutes and then train one more time, maybe Estel's wound will get a little better in that time. How did it not open while fighting me? Maybe because I'm too bad to even scratch him in any way. I want to get a lot better if that's the only way of me getting any power. I have to.

"How long are the both of you here?" Marcus asked while staring at the food cooking, almost done.

"It's about a year I think, we've been thrown here by the royale knights as said before. We also have two other men in the cell, I will ask them if they would like to join us in the escape." Marcus and Matthew took the ribs out of the fire and started eating, you could hear them almost slurping the fat from the meat and the meat also making a sound. The bones were breaking and Matthew drank the almost slimy bone marrow, Marcus passed on it. When they finished we all just sat down and looked at the fire, changing the view onto each other. The wind from outside made a squeaking noise that entered the cave. It was very loud and from the strong wind the fire danced, the dance made a shadow on the wall. The dance put a weird motion and it seemed as if it wanted to put us under a spell...