-Sadie Kane-
Kyra kneeled after a few seconds, weeping without a care for who dared to watch. I quickly peered at her feet to see only twigs. "What's going on? The trail continues further on," I pointed out.
"Sadie, it's a message." Carter explained after further examination of the twigs lying on the ground.
"Okay, what does it say then?" I snapped irritably.
"Let's see, 'Pharaoh must trade himself if he seeks release of his Chief Lector'. Or at least that's what I can make sense of," Carter answered. "It's been written in poor English too."
"Wait, who would take Uncle Amos?" I wondered.
Kyra sighed and stood up, rearranging the sticks before her. "The Pharaoh would be wise not to heed these threats and continue forward," she started. "Amos is still alive; we won't concern ourselves on filling his place yet until there is evidence that states otherwise. For now, let us go back to Brooklyn and gather the Nome leaders."
"But the trail continues-" I pointed out.
Kyra's glare landed on me. "Sadie, none of us have faced a giant before. Do you know how to go about killing one?"
"No, but we can improvise-" I insisted.
"Improvising in a fight is the reason people die," Kyra scolded. "Amos thought he could fight him while I continued for the two of you, and look what happened? Now come along, we will head to the museum this time."