Less Mouths To Feed

Chen Zi Han looked at Liu Yu Zeng as the sound of a gunshot echoed through the mountains. 'Faster Kronos,' he said, and the bike under him put on a burst of speed. 'I need you to find her, and I need to get to her now.'

 

'There is one way to ensure that,' said Kronos as he sped around the twists and turns of the road. 

 

'How?' demanded Chen Zi Han, willing to do anything.

 

'Put on the mantel,' replied Kronos as he shot up the front end of a broken-down car blocking his way. He went flying over the other side, not bothering to slow down to make the landing easier. The impact jarred Chen Zi Han, but the man didn't care at all.

 

'What mantel?' demanded Chen Zi Han. He had already accepted the fact that he was Famine; what more was there to do?