The ferocious pack looked like a swarm of locusts, destroying everything in its path. In just a few seconds, only a landscape of destruction remained, leaving a sound of emptiness after the roar of gunfire, explosions, and screams.
Meanwhile, Sheila marched on with Alberto tied to her back. With each step, she regretted offering to carry out such a hard task, as her brother seemed to weigh twice as much. Although her motivation to get rid of him pushed her forward, she scanned the horizon for a cliff or something to fake an accident. She recalled a line from one of her favorite books, which told the story of a blind man's assistant who sought revenge on his master for mistreating him. The line went, “I broke both my eyes trying to break his, the one who had none.”