Bab 47: Bound By Chains, Freed By Wings
Anna and Jack finally managed to break free from the chains that bound them. Their limbs, stiff and achy from the prolonged confinement, sprang back to life with a jolt. Anna rubbed her wrists, wincing at the angry red marks left by the metal. Jack, ever the pragmatist, immediately scanned their surroundings.
The dimly lit cave reeked of damp earth and something vaguely fungal. The only sound, besides their ragged breaths, was the rhythmic drip-drip-drip of water echoing somewhere deep within the cavern. A single, flickering torch sputtered on a nearby table, casting an eerie orange glow on the rough-hewn stone walls. It illuminated a pile of hastily scribbled notes, left behind by their captor, Maot.
Anna snatched them up, her eyes desperately searching for a way out of their predicament. Her voice trembled slightly as she read aloud to Jack, "According to this, Maot's next target is the ant tunnels." Dread coiled in her gut. They had to get a warning to Iris and Remy, and fast.
A strange sense of dissonance hung in the air. Maot, a notoriously meticulous villain, had left his incriminating notes openly displayed. It was almost too easy. But for now, they couldn't afford to dwell on it. Time was a luxury they no longer possessed.
Exchanging a silent look, Anna and Jack knew what they had to do. Reaching their rendezvous point with Iris and Remy as soon as possible was paramount. However, the path ahead was a daunting one. The map they'd retrieved from Maot's notes showed a labyrinthine network of tunnels leading to the ant colony. On foot, it would take hours, precious hours they simply didn't have.
Just as despair threatened to consume them, Jack's eyes darted around the cavern, landing on a glint of metal hanging from the wall. It was the very chain that had bound them just moments ago. An idea, audacious yet strangely plausible, sparked in his mind.
A mischievous grin spread across his face. He pointed towards the ceiling, where several bats clung motionless, upside down. "We could use one of those," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the dripping water.
Anna followed his gaze, skepticism battling with a flicker of hope in her eyes. "A bat? You're suggesting we… fly out of here?"
Jack chuckled, a low rumble in the cavernous silence. "Not exactly fly. More like… commandeer a reluctant pilot." He outlined his plan in hushed tones, his voice laced with excitement.
The audacity of it all was exhilarating. Anna couldn't help but smile, a spark of her usual adventurous spirit reignited. With a newfound determination, they set about putting their daring escape strategy into action.
They crept cautiously towards a particularly plump-looking bat nestled amongst its brethren. It hung perfectly still, its leathery wings folded tightly around its body. Anna held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest. Jack, ever the skilled lock-picker, used the chain to fashion a makeshift harness. Their movements were slow and deliberate, each touch feather-light so as not to disturb the sleeping creature.
Finally, the harness was secured. It wasn't elegant, but it would have to do. With a silent nod to each other, they prepared for the next, most crucial part of their plan. Jack gently nudged the bat with his finger, sending a ripple of movement through its slumbering form.
The bat twitched its ear, a tiny tremor in the otherwise still air. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, it awoke. Its dark eyes snapped open, reflecting the flickering torchlight. It let out a startled squeak, its tiny body bristling with defensive energy.
Anna and Jack held their breath, bracing themselves for the inevitable struggle. But to their surprise, the bat, perhaps disoriented by the sudden awakening and the unfamiliar contraption around its body, didn't attack. Instead, it flapped its wings frantically, a desperate attempt to take flight.
The chain, now acting as a makeshift tether, jerked taut. Anna and Jack stumbled back, momentarily caught off guard by the unexpected force. But they quickly regained their footing, gripping the chain tightly. The bat, its wings whirring furiously, lifted them a few inches off the ground.
For a heart-stopping moment, they hung suspended, tethered to a startled bat in the dimly lit cavern. Then, with a final, powerful beat of its wings, the bat launched itself skyward. Anna and Jack let out a startled yell as they were yanked upwards, the damp earth receding beneath them at an alarming rate.
The wind whipped through their hair, carrying away the stale cave air and replacing it with the crisp scent of pine and damp earth. The sudden shift from darkness to moonlight was blinding for a moment. But as their eyes adjusted, they saw a breathtaking vista unfold before them.
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
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