Then: “We have to kill them.” That was me. And it wasn’t. I hadn’t planned on saying those words, or the ones that followed. Someone else was talking, a part of me I’d never met. “Kill until they’re too afraid to hunt us, or until none of them are left.” All eyes were on me. No pause. No debate. One by one they silently nodded. I looked down at Dan, then over to Mostar’s face. “We have to drive them off or wipe them out.” I felt Pal’s arms slip around my waist, her head nodding into my stomach. “We have to kill them.”
The ahaa warrior moment
