The Ika tribesmen stopped their attack and the battlefield quieted; there were no gunshots. Dayetia braced herself and climbed upwards. Ahead was Xia Lei, with his god-like gunmanship, and behind her were the wolves and tigers of the Ika Tribe. She was stuck in the middle with no way out. 

But she did not regret her choice. She did not believe that Xia Lei would fire at her and kill her because she still had hostages in the White Hun Tribe. 

‘Xia Lei won’t dare to kill me so I just have to hold Szlamy off. I just need to persuade Szlamy to surrender, and Xia won’t be able to hold on by himself. He’ll surrender sooner or later. When he does, I’ll kill Szlamy and hand Xia over to the Americans. I have not failed. I’ve just run into some complications…’ thought Dayetia. Her conviction grew stronger the longer Xia Lei held back from shooting at her. She sped up after a bit and even stopped looking for cover. She stood with her head high,...