Primitive Man

Chapter 203: Dire situation

The next few days were not easy for the main village, as both Kara and Unami were out of commission for a few days due to how much their backs hurt after the incident.

Even Garnt, who is normally strong, had to use crutches to walk. This alone worried Kara and Unami, wondering whether their vaginas were healthy anymore after the pounding they got.

However, that wasn't the sole reason they felt the situation was dire; the scent of death kept spreading around the forest, evidence of the massive massacre that had occurred the other day.

After Garnt and the two girls returned, none of them were allowed to leave the village or visit the scene. They had no idea what was happening until today when Garnt sent some people to collect information. He provided them with the finest gear to prevent any contact with the gases around the forest.

Until that news arrives, Garnt, Unami, and Kara find themselves in Gundo's medical area in the village. They sat side by side, each getting massages on their sore backs, still trying to shake off the lingering discomfort from the bizarre incident.

Gundo, with a concerned expression, attended to Garnt while a few other girls did the same thing with Unami and Kara. "The pain should subside soon. It seems like the effects of whatever happened are wearing off, but we need to keep an eye on all of you. This soreness of the muscles is not to be underestimated."

Kara winced from the pain while trying to remember about the incident, but all she remembered was some blurry colours which felt like she was dreaming.

"It was insane! How did this even happen? The last thing I remember was looking at the massacre and then..." She muttered while Unami completed her sentence. "And then we are here once we open our eyes! It was a strange incident,"

As Gundo treated their backs while shaking her head, Ayra stood nearby, studying the reports that came from the warriors that went to search the forest and decided to share the result with Garnt.

"Garnt, it looks like there are so many dead bodies along the way we brought you back from and it is not looking good for our food supply as well as the balance of the forest, also-" Ayra paused for a minute, but then she continued to talk about the consequences of what happened and about the pungent smell that was spreading around the forest.

She told him about how most of their people find it hard to breathe, and many kids have skin problems as a result. For a moment, the idea of moving away from the forest crossed everyone's mind. However, leaving behind all the progress they had made in the village felt like something they didn't want to go through.

[Garnt, moving away is not a good choice now that we have decided to properly follow the steps to ensure that the meteor will be useful to us. So, I think if you could make more masks to cover the faces, things would get a little bit better. Also, light up the part where the dead bodies are lying around so germs won't spread around the forest. The damage will be vast, but our health comes first.]

After nodding his head at Eva's advice, he decided to ask about further details, knowing that this wouldn't be the end of the report. "What about the meteor? Did our team manage to get close to it?"

Baktou sighed, his eyes reflecting a mix of determination and worry. "Pride won't undo what has happened. We need to move forward, rebuild, and regain the trust of our people since we really need it right now. Even people I collected are now sceptical about me because of what they witnessed."

He paused for a minute, but then he said what he needed to convey the most. "They think Toga is pure evil and that he is a product of our actions, which might be true in a sense, but I know that boy is not someone like me. At least, he shouldn't be."

Telvi nodded in agreement, her gaze shifting to the partially constructed ship. "Maybe a new beginning is what we all need."

Meanwhile, the villagers remained cautious, unsure of how to interact with each other after the recent upheaval. Telvi felt the weight of their collective judgment on her shoulders, and she couldn't shake the nagging doubt about her role in shaping Toga's disposition.

One day, as Telvi passed by a group of villagers conversing in low tones, she overheard snippets of their discussion.

"Can we trust them again? After what happened?"

"I heard Toga was always a bit wild, but this... this is different." content-hosted-on-MVLeMpYr

"Isn't Garnt a better option for us even though Baktou showed us what humanity is really like?"

"I heard he treats his people better and look what he built up until now? Isn't Baktou just enjoying what that person achieved as his own?"

Telvi clenched her fists, battling the shame that threatened to overwhelm her. She understood the scepticism of the villagers, knowing that her family had become a source of unease in the community.

'Garnt is great, but Baktou is just as great'

She kept muttering to herself, her heart divided between the man she admired and the man she loved. But deep down all this, she knew there was an unknown force that kept pushing both Garnt and Baktou to achieve something, which she didn't understand but wanted nothing to do with.

"Toga, I don't want you to end up like us. You should have a better life, loved by everyone, but..." Telvi muttered to herself. As she went back to her house, which didn't feel like her safe place anymore, upon arriving, she heard even more shocking news: her beloved son had tried to commit suicide.